An-Mei Hsu
Yesterday my daughter said to me, "My marriage is falling apart."
And now all she do is watch it falling. She lies down on a psychiatrist couch, squeezing tears out about this shame. And, I think, she will lie there until there is nothing more to fall, nothio cry about, everything dry.
She cried, "No choio choice!" She doesnt know. If she doesnt speak, she is making a choice. If she doesnt try, she lose her ce forever.
I know this, because I was raised the ese way: I was taught to desire nothing, to swallow other peoples misery, to eat my own bitterness.
And even though I taught my daughter the opposite, still she came out the same way! Maybe it is because she was born to me and she was born a girl. And I was born to my mother and I was born a girl. All of us are like stairs, oep after anoing up and down, but all going the same way.
I know how it is to be quiet, to listen and watch, as if your life were a dream. You close your eyes when yo……（内容加载失败！）
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