Manipulation

Manipulation

I encourage you
To VICTIMIZE me
So that I can
Feel unworthy

The game I play
Involves setting
Up myself as
Well as you
To misuse me
And abuse me.

I can then say
“None of this
Is my fault!”
I’m a VICTIM
Of Circumstances.

© 1986 Susan Langer

From my Journal when first treated for childhood sexual abuse. © 7 minutes ago, Susan Langer    society • sad • family • anger   

Privacy and Amethyst

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My right to privacy ended
the day you came into my life.
All those nurses gawking as I 
birthed you, met you, first time,
daughter of mine, so precious.

After that more exams, less privacy
with no attention to proper prudence
nor politeness as you came first on
your birthday, everyday as should be.
You were my sweet June amethyst.

As I watched your growth from infant
to child, my privacy loss was routine.
Never lock the door on any toddler!
Love and safety always over my privacy.

After that, privacy, a myth, only a wish
was thrust back upon me as you go.
Time fast-forwards from child to adult.
Your adulthood and two precious gems
A generational myth relived through you.
And my sought-after privacy returned.

Susans Soul

Prompt was “right to privacy in first line. © 2 days ago, Susan Langer   

Her Choices

Deb McComber book cover for "A Bend in the Road"

Her Choices

The road she travels weekly from country home,
four tires crunching the turn in the road to town 
The pattern grueling as she spends five in the city,
then home for two and time with her baby, her mom.