When We Were Bright and Beautiful

by Jillian Medoff

So, she raised me the way she was raised, the way her mother was raised, the way her mother’s mother was raised, and so on, all the way back to that naked slut Eve, whose downfall could’ve been prevented had she made better choices.

Tap deeply enough, and you’ll find we’re all monsters below the surface.

To deny me choice over my body is to deny me a self. To deny me a me.

how can any of us say for sure what happens between two people?