Nobody Has Ever Done Anything Crueler Than What Mary Did to My Brain for Loving Her
Nobody Has Ever Done Anything Crueler Than What Mary Did to My Brain for Loving Her
an essay by Daphne
There is a petty, scared boy inside of a psychopathic manipulator woman who pretends to be a helper of people with vaginas and uses trans women like dogs.
She let me feel safe and included.
She coaxed all of my love from my heart, raping it callously, and created the disabled and traumatized mind I now live with.
I am an institutionalized person crying for a phone call—a conversation—an explanation—from a psychopathic boy in a woman’s body who likes their pretty privilege and is embarrassed by my now disabled love for her.
She will take my life. She has taken my daughter. But she will never take my love for what we shared.
Maybe she will put me in jail now for Donald Trump to get off about what he’s done to people like her.
They are a disabled monster manipulator who has toyed with my head callously by refusing a conversation—the greatest single act of cruelty I can imagine one doing to another who loved them like I did. I still feel she is teaching that I shouldn’t have loved, trusted, or thought she was a good person inside.
Why? Good question. She would never talk to me. The chattiest bitch in the whole world would never talk to me.
Fuck me for needing to know. Fuck my disabled brain for hearing voices of the people who traumatized me. Fuck my whole life for missing her always.
She is the worst person in the history of the world, and instead of communicating with a kind old trans mother once, who believed in her, she has isolated and stained my name up to and through superior court with restraining orders I cannot mentally attend to fighting.
Mary is the reason I am now homeless and without clothes, possessions, or parental rights. Mary is a bully who punches down at someone she once loved kindly in secret. She is a mean girl.
The trouble she has gone through to pretend we weren’t closest friends and highly compatible lovers is terrifyingly embarrassing.
The depth she will crawl to in hell beyond this life to avoid accountability and punish me further for not supporting her destroying of my mind gleefully is catatonically cursing of her own future.
There has never been a more toxically masculine, Trump chortling, baby-girl self cucking thing done to an admittedly trans masculine person than what she did to me for not being some rich thing she could use without worry of my feelings.
Sorry I have feelings, Mary. You psychopathic boy.
I will always love you, and there is nothing you could do make me not want your friendship,
Daphne
