Invalid in the Attic

 

Little no editing has occurred on this piece. It’s rough, as is. ­čÖé

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There once was a time when the disadvantaged were kept away in secret. People who had real struggles that weren’t deemed fit for the rest of society. Be they physical abnormalities, mental, or both, they were equally rejected. They were all never discussed in polite society.

Jump to today, the modern age. Technology advancing us faster with each new invention. People of all sorts are readily available to be seen in public. Fantastically. No more families hiding their ’embarrasaments’ in the attic. Yet, even in this time of such ultimate possibility, we still encounter the ‘untouchable’ topics. Issues that cannot be talked about, topics that are to be forgotten about. How is this possible?

Stupidity. The culture of not speaking just got older. They were the products of the generation that hid their failures and embarrassments. Who also came from a generation that had dark attics readily available for such a purpose. Family values. Keep up the norm of appearance, but with nothing like it underneath.

To not follow the expected┬ánorm is radical act. One of significant revolution apparently. How dare I point out┬áthe failures of the tit-sucking┬ásibling.┬áThe ruse so poorly constructed it’s a Claire’s accessory of glamour. The shock and awe at the declaration that apparently would stop nations if it got out. How dare anyone know that she steals from her mothers purse, never mind her daughter is figuring a way through school from those strings. A mole hill. Tunneled clean out inside, hollow as the truths that they tell.

How dare I. I should be locked in the attic. For that is where those who don’t fit in and are an embarrassment should go. They don’t comply to the expectations of polite folks ’round here.

That’s fine. I still have the internet.

 

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