A person that cruel and inhumane is truly one morbid individual. Her actions made me feel raped inside and out. No wonder my mind had been damaged.
My mind had been damaged, so I went stark raving mad.
Through the years, others told me, “. . . Girl, I know you wanted to do some real harm to her.”And they were darn tootin’! How’s wringing her skimpy neck while ripping the rest of her body apart. I even imagined burning her at the stake. How about slowly chopping her to shreds while cutting her heart from its socket? When thought out, there were an abundance of ways to return the pain. But no torture could repair what had already been inflicted on me. I became one traumatized, sickened, damaged, whacked-out, crazed, screwed-up, and messed-up individual. Those toxic thoughts were never played out and are buried deep . . . in my mind. The toxic world I once lived in was pitch black and so full of darkness. Now, all that toxicity has become a thing of the past.
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