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Escape to Nowhere
by Melissa Martin I skip the New Year's Eve party and dive into a bucket of chicken to hide from living and loving. A feeding frenzy accompanies my loneliness and isolation. I strip the poultry from the bone like a hungry wild wolve and gobble mashed potatoes as I eat away sadness and rejection. My swelling stomach protests but I shove in macaroni and pecan pie and the obese lady in the mirror winks at me. My mood and blood sugar dance and prance until the bottom falls out with guilt and shame. Euphoria is followed by self-loathing and I vow to stop---until the next time Melissa writes about the God and human connection and condition. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |