Fiction: "Demolition Day" - Maudlin House
This year, I decided I’m going to become a real bad bitch. I’m nobody’s punching bag. I’ll show them.
My therapist told me that it’s ok to have boundaries, so started to picture all the boundaries I can erect around me, boundaries piling up like a fucking snow fort, and me in the middle, eating straight from the can. Not even microwaved. That’s a boundary. Nobody can touch me inside my boundaries.
