Born Again

For example, she thought I’d been rejected by my mother.

Wasn’t everyone kicked out?

What’s your earliest recollection?

It was harsh in the delivery room.

I don’t think I want it hurt at the time.

But I got over alienation.

Not to put too strong a word on it.

I’m sure I’ll never say that again.

That’s it. Change the rhythm.

I don’t want to come too soon.

You constantly relive the fundamental trauma.

Don’t you point your index finger at me!

I’m not your fucking pupil!

I’ve been through the grinder.

Six years of analysis. I know myself.

Really? Smug bastard.

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