If you lost something you'd once had - a limb, say, or an eye - people didn't treat you like a freak; they remembered you the way you had been. But if you were born without arms or sight, you were a freak. If your body didn't look like the bodies of others, you were a freak. And if you lived in a freak's body long enough, though you didn't feel like a freak inside - what could you do than to make sure your body wouldn't turn all of you into a freak?
Saturday, January 30, 2010
On Being a Freak
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