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Pardon the interruption.
What were you thinking —
that you could judge me,
diminish me,
decide who I was?
I did nothing wrong.
The blame was never mine.
You were the adult.
I was the child.
Your words defined me,
even though they never should have.
And now, years later,
I’m still untangling them —
no end in sight,
your voice replaying
in a loop
I never asked for.
Some folks comfort themselves by talking down to others
Yes, they do