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weepingwoman lament
"Do you know what happens to a doormat?
It gets left behind, on the ground, covered in shit."
Once upon a time I was a sweet kind generous loving
understanding person
Then other people happened to me
When I stopped being the soft-spoken demure compliant woman I was expected to be I met with resistance... and criticism, lots of criticism
So I threw away, walked away and concealed myself away
from all of it & everyone
Thus I am hid still
