I stumbled upon this and I'm so sad and glad I did. It's so honest. It's also familiar ...so many feelings about my life long ago that are boxed away mostly. That is until I come upon a writer like you who has the courage to unbox. I still have much work to do all these years later.
Sudana, this one really got me. it's fascinating how, for some people, a woman can so easily swing between "angel" and "crazy b!tch" just based on personality, on not even betrayal or wrongdoing but on the time of day or whatever...
Wow. I felt this one viscerally. This spoke to a very young, broken version of myself. The good girl gone bad, seeking a validation she never needed in the first place, and getting lost in someone else's projection of what makes her desirable. This was cutting, in the best way.
"I learned quickly it was his ugliness I had to mirror to keep him interested, to make him feel alive. The rest of him was clearly six feet under. I began to wear his darkest parts as easily as if they were my own, slip them on each morning like some broken girl badge of honor disguise."
Damn. This^ This right here encapsulated the entirety of the word, somber. I instantly heard the guitar opening of Pink Floyd's, I Wish You Were Here. All too relatable. You have a way with words luv 🤙🏽
Such a thought provoking piece about how temporarily adapting to others to maintain a relationship can alter us. Sometimes, permanently.
For better or worse, right?
A powerful piece; you paid the dearest price.
I guess someone had to
We all did -
it's good to see you back
Damn Sudana. When you write about being bad, you’re very very good.
ha. truth is I wish I knew how to write something “good” without feeling like a hack lol
Alright can you turn this one into a book plz I need it
Only if we can get ‘94 Winona Ryder to play me in the screenplay adaptation
I second this motion!
I believe in you Sudana, you'll find her.
hey old friend, good to see you here
Stay positive, Kiddo. There are lots of good guys (and gals) out there. You don't need that Bad Boy shit.
Absolutely not. This was ages ago anyway Thomas ;)
Oh my god. Here i am crying my eyes out again. You’re one of the strongest people i know.
strong or stubborn - the verdict is still out ;)
strong!!! although being stubborn makes us stronger in a way… we do have to fall over and over to get back up even stronger sometimes!
This was perfect 🖤
I stumbled upon this and I'm so sad and glad I did. It's so honest. It's also familiar ...so many feelings about my life long ago that are boxed away mostly. That is until I come upon a writer like you who has the courage to unbox. I still have much work to do all these years later.
Powerful stuff, nice writing
Sudana, this one really got me. it's fascinating how, for some people, a woman can so easily swing between "angel" and "crazy b!tch" just based on personality, on not even betrayal or wrongdoing but on the time of day or whatever...
I love your writing so much
Molly thank you, I very much enjoy yours too
This is magnificent to the nth degree
Ahhh Will! That’s so huge for me coming from you!!
Wow. I felt this one viscerally. This spoke to a very young, broken version of myself. The good girl gone bad, seeking a validation she never needed in the first place, and getting lost in someone else's projection of what makes her desirable. This was cutting, in the best way.
Shelby thank you so much, you said what I was trying to in 2/3 sentences
Thoughts and prayers hope you feel better soon you are so strong and brave 🙏🏼 🙏🏼
Electric writing.
"I learned quickly it was his ugliness I had to mirror to keep him interested, to make him feel alive. The rest of him was clearly six feet under. I began to wear his darkest parts as easily as if they were my own, slip them on each morning like some broken girl badge of honor disguise."
Damn. This^ This right here encapsulated the entirety of the word, somber. I instantly heard the guitar opening of Pink Floyd's, I Wish You Were Here. All too relatable. You have a way with words luv 🤙🏽
Thank you J. Life has had a way with me so might as well.
Now I want to listen to Pink Floyd…