05/08/24 Very polarizing — I almost wish I was on either end of the spectrum instead of ambivalent in the middle. I really enjoyed the main narrator’s mind and I wonder what this could’ve been without the sudden shift to third person. This was a whirlwind with equal parts intriguing and ineffective moments. 

Was it possible nothing of any significance had ever happened between us and our ending was just the sad process of realizing this? It was too sad to believe that we had just been two people staving off loneliness together. 
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Was there anything left of me in my mother?
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all that stopped her from giving up was the belief that only incredibly boring people have lives that go the way they expect. 
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a man so stingy with himself that he refused to witness another’s pain. 
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boys grew up to be men, but girls just stayed girls as long as the whole world agreed to treat them this way, liabilities, precious objects, things to be protected or told what to do.
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protecting her history was the only way she could control it, that if no one knew the way her childhood had been taken, then she had, in a way, taken it back.
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He talked so much that Mary forgot she also had the ability to say things and her mute watching fueled him.
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