OnBrand

Whenever I’d reach the point where my intuition left my BM’s true identity exposed, that dimple would allow her to create an ‘illness illusion’ that forced me to forget what she looked like with her mask off. This time there is too much proof that can’t be explained away by her trap house therapy sessions though. When I was a child, she was the only street pharmacist needed in these sessions. As an adult, she enlisted other make believe ‘shrinks’, to force feed me their own version of this ‘maternal medicine’. Judging from her ‘trauma twin’…that behavior is on brand.