“But Dad, you were a grown man, you have got to take responsibility for what you did, too! I mean, you made me eat [snotty] Kleenex, Dad! For Christ's sake, you can't do that to a little girl! You have… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
Having taken on the care of foster children, a mother forced her own daughter to beat them. According to her later account: Mom puts the fly swatter in my hand and shows me how to do it: grab their wrists, and whack the plastic handle over their pink baby palms. She stands in the doorway of their room until I… — Julie Gregory Copy Share
“As long as I'm between home and the clinic I do all right. But out in the real world, I feel like prey. I slink around and can feel people looking at me. I feel their eyes boring into me. I feel what they're thinking: Watch her, she could go off anytime. But within the walls of my farmhouse, I… — Julie Gregory Copy Share
“I am just a girl, a girl men touch without asking, a girl men disrobe without even seeing her tears.” — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
“I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf, complete with a translucent spine and brittle veins, blowing away… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
I start to see that I surround myself with broken people; more broken than me. Ah, yes, let me count your cracks. Let's see, one hundred, two... yes, you'll do nicely. A cracked companion makes me look more whole, gives me something outside myself to care for. When I'm with whole, healed people I feel my own cracks, the shatters,… — Julie Gregory Copy Share
I pride myself on how little space I take up. I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf,… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
When I look in the fridge, I see groceries, but I don't see food. My stomach growls; but there is no appetite. Appetite and… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
“But Dad, you were a grown man, you have got to take responsibility for what you did, too! I mean, you made me eat… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
Books are my friends, where it's okay to be silent, where you're not a freak if you don't want to get drunk, peel out… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one's life, organically, forever.… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image