When I was young I was punished for the depth of my emotions. I could feel things to a degree that frightened my parents, teachers and the other norms who felt they had control over my life. I was put in corners, then rooms because I could not “control” myself. The dragonflies told me this would happen.
I love saying that. It sends the nurse norms running to give me the really good drugs. The ones that let me sit quietly and get lost in the universe. Some days I wish I was out of here. Most days I don’t.