I was finally able to leave, but that has not does not mean that my life is better. Not in the way I expected it to be. Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if my mother wasn't the way she is. Would I still feel isolated because of the intrusive thoughts? Would my father have left? Would I have better relationships with the members of my family? These thoughts always cause a downward spiral that I cannot be prepared for in a way that guarantees my safety. I despise these more than I do the intrusive thoughts. At least the intrusive thoughts are a normal occurrence for me. I've grown accustomed to dealing with them.
Posted: May 2019
Written by: VC
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Learning and Coping
Short StoryShort Story written for an intro creative writing course (April 2022) Vesta struggles with intrusive thoughts. Following her father's death, Vesta's mother decides the best way to protect her is to isolate her. Desperate for some sense of connection...
