Camber

“I am a mother to my mother, and I never wanted to be. it just fell into place when she fell to her knees. I was a child, afraid inside, telling her that everything would be alright. raising myself while raising my mother, but all I ever wanted, was to be her daughter.”
― Rose Brik, My Father's Eyes, My Mother's Rage

“damn right I'm angry, I'll never get my childhood back.”
― Rose Brik, My Father's Eyes, My Mother's Rage

“I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But, it isn't my fault.
It still takes me a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in. It's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault. I get out immediately.

walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

I walk down another street.”
― Portia Nelson, There's a Hole in My Sidewalk: The Romance of Self-Discovery

“this time last year, you were still alive.
[...]
how can everything be just as it was and
completely different at the same time?
how can everyone just go on with life?
I miss the sound of your voice and listening to you complain. I miss
everything about you, I used to hate.”
― Rose Brik, My Father's Eyes, My Mother's Rage