Page 68 of No Safe Place

P: My sister gets up every morning. Gets dressed, goes to school. She just had her first kiss, got her first boyfriend. She’s getting good grades.

D: We’ve talked about this, about comparing yourself to others.

P: I’m not comparing myself to just anyone though, am I? Because we’re both a product of the same environment.

D: P—

P: I was always the dramatic one. The one who had meltdowns in the aisles of the supermarket. The one who needed all the attention.

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P: That’s why no one believed I was ill.

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P: That’s why even if I did tell, no one would believe me.