Trigger Warning – this article has mention of abuse, manipulation, and no contact with abuser and family. We were visiting my grandmother in her room at the local retirement home.
I can’t move, or the meds I just took will make me sick. I have to try and keep them down for an hour minimum and sometimes that isn’t enough.
I remember this moment so clearly, unlike many moments in my childhood that are simply a blank, this one stuck. Although I wish it had simply vanished into the part.
