You Abandoned Me at the First Smell of Stink
You looked past me like I’m invisible to you and then you sprinted in the opposite direction.
You made sure that my stink didn’t waft anywhere near you lest it stick. The stench you feared was the smell of truth and of vulnerability laid bare.
![](https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0379f9ef-629f-4ad5-8182-475568ab180f_800x1200.jpeg)
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to From The Corner of My Mind to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.