when she took a beating that night it was the inception of aliens moving into Springstone Hollow.
I couldn’t have known it at the time; nor could anyone else.
something terrible was happening to me. I was out in the driveway screaming “It’s the end of my life. It’s the end of my life.” My sister was up in the family room with her friend and their two dates. It was a horrific situation quickly buried when my mother called emergency mental health services the next morning.
we had all been up all night.
when they let me out of the ambulance outside of the ambulance I was literally kicking and screaming, passing in and out of consciousness on the gurney and thrashing around.
I never got over this moment. She never did either.
the doctor said, “you beat up your Mother.” He walked away and referred me to the doctor who treated crazies. I ended up going back to the state hospital for a year and a half; where they gave me a home.
obviously it was about the torture from the catheter in the ICU.
but nobody was about to go there. She was beaten black and blue.
aliens are interested in our pain as well as our sexuality. Including emotional pain.
This pain has followed us down all of our years and passed through me and Alex to our son.
I am beginning to be able to accept all of this as it comes together at the end.


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