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Thoughts & reflections from a family reject
Thoughts & reflections from a family reject
To catch a tiger by the tail...
Or so they tell me.
Some say I'm a beef cake. By some, I mean my mother, and by say, I mean pinch, and by "I'm a beef cake", I mean my ass.
My children were not going to be family property.
I stuff ravioli and garlic bread in my juicer, and I am therefore on an all-juice diet. Any who disagree are simply wrong.
Figure out what it means to me. If you don't, you will die.
Child labor. Illegal immigrants paid in cash. OSHA violations as far as the eye can see. You've smelled the worst thing you've ever smelled. A truck driver let his intestines explode in the only bathroom. It's 6:42am on a Monday. Your father has already yelled at you. You are 14 years old.
The beatings will continue until morale improves.
When it was good it was great. When it was bad it was awful.
Your upbringing, your history, the rights and wrongs others did to you—the sum of all these parts shaped you. But are you defined by everyone else?