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It was the shape of my mouth, you said, that earned me your resentment and loathing. I would try and please you, contort my lips or hide behind my hands when talking; spare us both the pain in your eyes.
As I grew, my hands were now to blame, reminding you again of what was never my fault. I could not hide those and cutting them did not change them enough.
Hate your religion, hate your upbringing, hate the rapist – but I didn’t ask to be born nor kept. That was your decision.
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