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Anthem

While working in the basement one day, I did something that upset him (likely the board I was holding wasn’t straight or flush enough for him, or something we screwed together wasn’t square).  He pushed me to the ground and I hit my head.

He stood over me, triumphant and imposing. I locked eyes with him for a moment, stunned.  Then he sang “Who runs the world” in a mocking voice; he sang Beyonce daring me to get up.

Part 2 : I did get up.

Anthem

While working in the basement one day, I did something that upset him (likely the board I was holding wasn’t straight or flush enough for him, or something we screwed together wasn’t square).  He pushed me to the ground and I hit my head on something.

He stood over me, triumphant and imposing. I locked eyes with him for a moment, stunned.  Then he sang “Who runs the world” in a mocking voice; he sang Beyonce daring me to get up.

Holy cricket!  I called him on it!  I am ... shocked.  This would have been approximately 2 weeks after my abortion; I would characterize my mental state at this time as part zombie, part repressed rage.

While I have absolutely no recollection of doing this, I am proud of my past self for standing up for me.

Typo Legend:  ND = and  ;   sud = said

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