There were these two little girls...one had shoulder length red curly hair, and the other had long beautiful blonde hair. The blonde girl got all the attention...her parents loved and adored her, she never got into trouble, she was the "golden girl"...
The redhead was always in trouble, getting blamed for everything, the blonde blaming the redhead on stuff that she did...the little redhead was the whipping kid...the punching bag...
One day, the redhead and the blonde were playing, the redhead decided to cut the blonde hair off the "golden child", because she was jealous...so she cut the hair off at the ears...
These two girls were under the age of 7, just two little girls...
The mother saw what the redhead had done to the beautiful blonde girl...she was enraged...she grabbed the redhead by the hair and dragged her into the bedroom...she picked up the scissors and starting cutting off her hair. Then the mom, picked up a handful of the red and blonde hair and shoved it into the mouth of the little redhead and forced her to eat it and swallow it...the little girl choked and coughed, but she did not cry.....she was use to this type of treatment...
she quit crying before she could walk...
I've just discovered I have D.I.D. Its not easy for me or my alters. As you read these blog entries, some are by me and some are by them. Each one us expressing a moment of joy or frustration as we learn to adapt to our new life and flood of bad memories.
Monday, February 25, 2019
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