x-chromosome tried to kill me.
I don't know the story,
but mind compiles fragments.
y-chromosome promised x-chromosome marriage, to give up second child for adoption.
x-chromo has tacky ring.
Anything for love.
y-chromo, had arranged marriage in Korea.
y-chromo wanted to fuck x-chromo, and x found his wedding photo.
When marriage did not happen, x-chromo hated me.
After adoption, non marriage x-chromo wanted double suicide.
Plan take sleeping pills go driving, and hoped we died.
She did not want to go by herself.
Apparently x found God, and somehow in her finding god saved me?
Age 3 1/2. Standing on toilet goofed off, hit head on porcelain tub.
x-chromo getting ready for work.
She tells babysitter not to let me sleep, I hit head on side of tub.
x-chromosome told me, "If I fell asleep, I might not wake up."
Age 4 my first encounter with speed.
I ate every pill x-chromosome had in bag, and thought I was being sneaky by eating candy.
end result not taken to hospital, x-chromosome and buddies kept watch over me to
make sure I didn't have heart attack.
Age 6 first encounter with laxatives, on toilet for 4 days..
I'll skip over gruesome tramatic events.
age 21 last time x-chomo put hands on me, two weeks after birthday.
A blood bath between us, what made this time different.
I called police.
Traumatic abuse has left one hell of a memory.
x-chromosome conveniently forgets, but forget, I do not.