09/12/2025
Until the lion tells the story, the hunter will always be the hero.
~African Proverb
When I was a teenager my dad used to like to walk down the street with his arm draped over my shoulder, imagining that men walking by thought we were a couple. My dad was forty-five when I was born, twenty years older than my mother - so by the time I was a teenager, this man was pushing sixty.
Let’s move past the absolute nausea of a man getting off on the idea that other men would mistake his daughter for someone he was having s*x with, because I haven’t eaten yet and maybe you haven’t, either - and let’s try to get past the fact that he would say these things out loud:
“Look at all these men walking by, wondering how that old coot got himself such a hot young thing…”
The part I want you to know is that I would go to a place inside myself where no one could find me and I could not really find myself, either.
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Until the lion tells the story, the hunter will always be the hero.
