Why? – Jane Rathdowne

Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS WRITER.


Why?
Hurt, mistrust, deflated.
Am I not good enough?
Why do you speak that way?
Alcohol fueled tirade.
“Fuck facebook,fucking computer, fucking book, your father is a cunt, blah, blah, blah”
Please don’t talk that way
“Fucking fat arse, fucking do gooder, fucking ballet, blah, bla, blah”
I hope you fall asleep soon so I can sleep….this is hell….
“Go to fucking hell!”
I am already there!
What am I doing putting up with this?
Care, do the right thing, can not leave…
He has a problem.. Depression.. Been a tough time.
“Who are you fucking? Is there another bloke?”
Why, why?
Cover up, pretend, no one can know.
Shame, hurt,mentally beaten, feel physical pain.
Heartbroken.
Despair.
I need a way out!

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