In my twelfth year a friend realized she knew something I didn't, and she wanted to be the first one to break the news to me.
The news was horrifying. IT. SIMPLY. COULD. NOT. BE. TRUE. I mean, how could that possibly be right? I lived in a house with three other females, and never, ever could we be naked in front of each other. The naked body, I was told time and time again, was repulsive and disgusting and nasty and should be covered at all times. So putting two repulsive, disgusting, nasty naked bodies together was more than I could handle. I cried for days over that piece of news.
So now that I know that Mother has been untruthful with me, I have to wonder, what other lies has she been telling? What's next? That there's no Santa Claus??
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