Monday, November 28, 2016

a crazy dream of unresolved anger

I was sitting somewhere - a living room perhaps? - with my old co-worker friend who hid her pregnancy from me.

She leaned forward and said, "You know, I have to tell you, I am really upset that you never reached out to me to congratulate me on Baby ___."

And I let out in a gigantic roar of tears, "You're upset?  You're upset?  I have six fucking rings on my finger (as I flip her my middle finger where these rings now lie).  My babies are dead.  All dead.  Six dead babies.  I had to find that you  gave birth to a beautiful healthy girl on facebook?  ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?

And scene.

Dreamin' ain't pretty.

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