Well, It’s a Start …?

You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?

WordPress prompt 4 March 2024

All starters … Just top of the noggin, letting go perfectionism and making the writing exercise public. Aaaaaaaahhh!!!

I’m no good at making a long story short; my parents are entirely to blame.

Long story, short: I was raised Jewish by two German ex-Catholic atheists and an African-American non-practicing Southern Methodist.

Long story, short: I was raised Jewish by divorce decree.

Long story short will do you no good in my case.

My life is like a telenovela — but in English, German, and Yiddish.

I knew I was going to Hell from a young age, because my neighbor, the one the grownups called my boyfriend from before we started differing Sunday schools, often told me so.

According to my aunt, I was lucky to be here and now, because back there and then I was thought an abomination.

To say my father did not rape my mother simply because they were lawfully wed at the time (times) encapsulates the clash of the ownership arrangement still very much at the heart of marriage and the rom-com fantasy that fuels our denial that any woman need fear her one true love.

Nature versus nurture is a lifelong question/quandary for the offspring of the psychopath.

Daughter daring dance death dogs dirt Deutsch DeLove dynamic dastardly dad dock duty devotion drama dance dunk drunk dive divided devolution dissolution direction delight duty devil dance demons disguise disorder disease distress dance dance dance dogs divine dogs

Well, it looks like I’ll make it to at least my 61st birthday!🥳

Am I the black sheep?

I may well be the undesirable one on all three sides of my family.

The most insulting thing someone on Twitter has said to me, so far, is that dance was just my side hustle.

I was raised as an only child during the school year and an older sister in the summers.