If you have to tell yourself something isn’t “that bad,” then it really is worse than you think

By Catcall Contributor

I couldn’t help it; I fell in love.

And when I fell in love, there was a part of me that became him. I didn’t think of it as a bad thing, after all if I’m spending all my time with someone and talking to them every day, it would be hard not to mesh into a single being, to some extent. He was older, successful, and absolutely beautiful. He always said he hated being the center of attention, but I think he knew that’s where he thrived. He was a natural born leader and made everyone look up to him with the highest regards. He truly seemed like a great man.

But things aren’t always what they seem. I got to know him better and he told me about his troubled past full of being adopted, bullied, anger management classes, manipulative relationships, and lies. He told me that he would never do anything to hurt me because he knew what it was like to be hurtbut then the lies started.

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I’m Trying To Remember

By Kelcie McKenney

Photo by Felipe Luiz

I’m trying to remember all of the bad things

So my heart stops hurting so damn much

The absence of you left this big gaping hole

A hole that keeps sucking, sucking, sucking parts of me away

Like I’ve misplaced too much of myself and I don’t know how to find it

Like parts of me are lost forever

Will that hole in my chest ever heal?

Or will my heart beat one beat off until the day I die?

Losing you was worse than I thought

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Grudge

By Hope Grey

Photo by Cherry Laithang

I cannot remember the date

Of which I was last raped

I believe I was eight,

When my virtue was at stake

When my soul left its gate

When a serpent took my fate

No, I cannot remember when

But I do remember the sin

I remember the choice that was stolen

And the heart, which remains broken.

 

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Since Eight

By Hope Grey

Photo by Molly Belle

I’m trying to tell you something!

But you won’t listen

Why can’t you see that my heart has a sting?

This burden, it has gone unforgiven!

The pain that it brings.

But, it has made me strong

because I was so young.

I want you to stop!

I think that you ought!

I wish you’d be caught!

Oh, how I should have fought!

But, I was only eight

and I took the bait!

How Do You Solve a Problem like Maria?

By Lindsey Steer

This past semester, I got really into The Sound of Music…and I’m not ashamed to say it.

I was taking a film analysis class during the spring and noticed The Sound of Music on our syllabus for week number two. My professor introduced the film by saying, “You’re all probably wondering why we’re going to be analyzing The Sound of Music; it’s because when adjusted for inflation, The Sound of Music is the most successful film in cinematic history…and we need to know why.”

I live for this stuff.

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