I stepped out to walk Romeo and an expensive new double cab white pickup truck with a T flag and deliberately altered to pollute muffler raged by me. This was on Main Street. But then I saw two neighbors walking and we waved hello and I felt better. When I came inside I turned on the radio and I heard the inauguration. I cried. I am not a crier. It's been 4 years that felt like 20 years of prison. It was as if my cruel monster narcissistic mother was president the past 4 years, re-traumatizing me every day.
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
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