Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

begged them to love me anyway. Who’d cried and pleaded and promised to try to change if they’d just not abandon me.

They thought I was still that person. Still small enough, still broken enough, still desperate enough for their approval to hand over millions of dollars just to hear them say they loved me.

I didn’t raise my voice. Didn’t argue. Didn’t continue reading …