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inkskinned · 1 month
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the other day we were talking about balance beams because you said that your family had one of those cool winch ones that wrap around trees to make a high wire. even though i was pretty good i had to quit gymnastics at 12 because we couldn't afford dance and gymnastics but. i had something-other.
and i got excited because i think it's a funny story. i didn't have a door for about 4 years. 13-17, or there about. i only got it back because i replaced it myself.
i think my dad took it off the hinges just because his very-macho friend david had said - i do this to punish my kids. and then about a week later it was down on the ground and then eventually rotting in a shed. i used to visit it on occasion and tilt it between two boxes so i could try to walk across the side of it. i have a scar on my foot from attempting the act of balance-beam fancy dancing. it's shaped like a crescent moon. a hinge sliced into my skin when the whole thing slipped out from underneath me.
and you looked at me and you said - what the fuck?
and i said, do you want to see? because i thought the thing you were replying to was the injury. i was already undoing my shoelaces.
you're supposed to have a door, you said slowly. you were a teenager. you - i've seen your house. you lived at the end of the hall.
i didn't understand the problem. so? i wriggled out of my shoe and then my sock.
so, you said it gently, which made me slow down. you said it in the way people tell me that i experienced something bad and i have no idea that it was supposed to be something-else instead. anyone coming down the stairs or in the hallway could see directly into your room. you were in a fishbowl for four years, am i understanding that correctly?
i stared at you, and then said the other things: well, it wasn't so bad. i just wore a towel and tucked myself into a corner to change. i could always just change in the bathroom. privacy didn't really exist for any of us. i wasn't allowed to decorate so it wasn't really my room anyway. i didn't have a lot of things growing up; so it's not like i minded having a semi-public space. my siblings left me alone if i needed them to. what's the big deal anyway.
this is accidentally what emotional vampires incorrectly label as a "trauma dump". this is accidentally how you learn that my house was actually unsafe. i don't even consider this a problem, because everything else was so much worse, in a way. i didn't know it was supposed to be different. at the time, i didn't know what privacy was. i just lied about most stuff and got good at hiding in public. i haven't ever lied about this because i didn't know it was supposed to be different. i am 31.
you looked pale and ready to throw up. you had a right to a door for your room. you were a kid. someone should have helped you.
i was busy examining the sole of my foot. the scar really does look like the moon.
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egophiliac · 6 months
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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉
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nostalgicfun · 2 months
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Happy Birthday, 2008
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The Cottage Book, 1989
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arc-hus · 1 month
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House in Kyodo, Tokyo - Go Hasegawa
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bardace · 2 months
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Eugene is proven to be bad at buying furniture for himself, so it only stands to reason he’s equally bad at getting rid of it.
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the-home · 5 months
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beaulesbian · 6 months
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they're really having fun with this! perfect for usopp day!
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ae-cha08 · 3 months
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When we become frustrated with God’s apparent delay in answering our prayer, it is good to remember that He is interested in developing faith and perseverance in our character (James 1:2-4). Wait on the Lord!
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tapakah0 · 9 months
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themythecho · 2 months
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my newsies inspired church outfit 🗣️
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sunnykeysmash · 1 year
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what I wouldn't pay to see mac punch holes into the walls of the suburbs house as he's tasked with fixing something he doesn't know how to fix and meanwhile the only constant in his mind is how much he misses dennis
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vintagehomecollection · 10 months
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Living with Folk Art: Ethnic Styles from Around the World, 1991
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chirpsythismorning · 9 months
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Wait, did Mike sleep in Will’s room in Lenora?
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learnelle · 2 years
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Happy to announce I passed my shelf inspection today! (yes, the inspector was very qualified.)
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the-home · 8 months
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