Still Here

By Anonymous

You probably haven’t noticed, but ever since the accident she’s had a knack for disappearing in a crowd. In her (probably dysmorphic) mind’s eye, she is broken, unworthy, “other.”

Early on, folks marveled at her good humor in the face of catastrophe. But self-deprecation was the only way she knew to preempt the shame of being defined by someone else, being otherized.

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