when i was fifteen a boy at school, jason kulchinsky, started calling me a harlot. sometimes a couple dozen times in a row.
i went to a residential high school; this was routine at dinnertime. "harlot harlot harlot harlot harlot."
i was only 15. i had never even been kissed.
he did this for at least two years. yes. two. he was a grade above me. so two.
turned out it was because he had a crush on me. it was cruel.
but maybe now i need it.
i'm trying to make things right with dee. i know i'm acting like a classic victim. i'm watching myself do it and my heart and brain are screaming, "stop! why are you letting him deny everything?"
but i am not capable of being with someone...and i can't even understand why you want me to be. i know i somehow destroyed my favorite friendship
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