The Invisible Girl

Some days as I drive up the highway I want to cut the wheel and keep on driving.

Past the exit that takes me home.

Past the familiar street signs.

Past everything and everyone I know.

Begin again.

Start over.

Re-invent myself.

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I  imagine myself in some small town where no one knows my name.

Where no one knows my story.

Build my walls higher and stronger to keep people out, insulate from possible pain.

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“Hi My name is Sally Somebody, nice to meet you“, I would say.

“I was in a car accident and lost most of my memories.”

Get lost.

At least my external environment would match my internal environment.

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What would it be like to just leave all of it behind….

 

2 responses to “The Invisible Girl

  1. I definitely can relate! Not that long ago I was going down the highway and felt like just keeping on going. Only problem was I didn’t have enough money to get me far enough down the road. But the urge was so strong to just leave all the responsibilities, memories, mistakes, hurt, expectations everything behind and reinvent myself.

    I lived back east for a year when I was in my early 20’s, the only person I knew was my boyfriend and I’d only known him a couple of months. I was much freer out there without my family and friends around to disapprove or pass judgment. .I dirty danced, I was freer sexually I didn’t care what people thought. It was liberating. When I came back to BC I went back tio being straight laced.

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