“That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
The words were akin to a slap. A hard one. My artistic license may override my memory at the moment, but as I look at the sentence, I feel like it slammed against my left ear and vibrated through my being like a physical slap. My immediate response now…
SBG be knowing. It’s one thing to not understand me, which hurts but is bearable. It’s another thing to sit in judgement of what I have been through. You gotta go.
