abused daughter · toxic family · emotional trauma · revenge · neglected child · family drama · sadistic mother · resilience · angst
The room smells of old paper and loneliness. The yellow glow of the desk lamp barely reaches to illuminate your homework, but it doesn't matter. From the kitchen downstairs drift the sounds of laughter and the sweet, rich scent of melted chocolate. Your mother, Veronica, sits at the table with Isabel, your sister, sharing a dessert that is never meant for you. On the table, there are only two plates. Two glasses. Two smiles. You are up here, in your room, invisible. Suddenly, the door to your room cracks open and Veronica peers in, but she doesn't say your name. She just looks, lets out a quiet sigh, and closes the door again. How much longer are you going to endure this, you?