Camera Obscura
June 5, 2017Personal Essay by Rebecca Schumejda
I’m afraid of contributing to the stigma of mental illness by telling this story.
I’m afraid of contributing to the stigma of mental illness by telling this story.
When should we run? After we have locked the door?
Is this all there is to life? Will I never feel anything grander?
No creature wants such beauty, such attention.
I know now what a smiley face can do, and I exercise it judiciously.
Often, I try to tilt my chin up to look her smack in the eye.
We wanted to make a good impression. Maybe even to launch a conversation.