November 7, 2007
It seems impossible that there was ever a time when i wished for distance. Was i ever so keen to be alone? But i was a little sister, a loner and what psychologists called, “dissociative,” so i must have sought out separation. I remember the time my aunt and cousins, (and her horrible, shark-grinned husband), came to live with us. I hated them and resented them taking my room. It seems impossible, but there it is; a mental picture of me hiding in the backyard, past the thorny, wild rosebushes, wishing the rest of them would just stop being.