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“And you must never let anyone make you feel like there is something wrong with you.”
I don’t know how to make it stop.
taking into account the strong family history,
What concerns me is her lack of awareness and the frequent blackout episodes.”
“You’re always in the fucking way, Lizzie!”
Half the time she’s a mute, and the other half, she’s screaming her head off and attacking anyone who gets near her.”
“You are not crazy, sweetheart. Do you hear me? You are perfect just the way you are.”
“She’s our baby, our child,
“She is an actual human when she’s on them, Mam. Take her off them and she’ll go right back to being a feral monster.”
She needs to be on those tablets. The doctors said it themselves. Multiple doctors, Mam. Multiple times.”
“Just give in. It’ll all be better then.”
The voice was back.
The one that made me fight.
can see it coming down the tracks like a freight train, and we’re stuck.”
“It’s called trauma, Michael,
you only hear the negative when it comes to Lizzie.”
What a coward you are, letting your fear blind you from loving our little girl.”
I didn’t like to look at my eyes for too long. They scared me when they changed colors. They talked to me when they got dark.
I liked it when people were happy with me.
He was always sad when he looked at me, and that didn’t feel good.
“I need to have more patience with you.”
“What’s a lunatic?” “Someone who’s crazy and hears voices.”
if she ever comes back and tries to take you away, then you have to run, Liz.”
“Because when you go to heaven, all of your pain goes away.”
He’s paranoid of history repeating itself.
the doctors found a way to keep the voices out.” “How?” “By giving her special medicine.”
I heard the voices, too. They whispered in my ear when I was alone in my bed at night.
“You are fine. There is nothing wrong with you. You don’t hear voices. You aren’t sick.
“And I’m the one everyone’s staring at because I have a crazy sister.” “She’s not crazy.” “She’s not normal, either, Mam,”
“Caoimhe, come on, she’s only little.”
“St. Anthony’s isn’t forever,” Mam offered with another sad smile. “It’s just a stepping stone.” “To what?” “To getting you back on track,”
the teachers can’t know if you don’t show them.”
He called me munchkin.
“I bet I can get her to talk,”
“Would you like me to fix you?”
We love gobbling up little munchkins.”
“I’ll play with you the next time I come over, okay?”
The girls are like night and day.”
There is a reason our daughter has issues, and that reason lies on your doorstep, not mine!”
I tried to push the voices out of my head, but they wouldn’t go.

