this morning #831.

this morning, through severely swollen eyes, i tried to walk as straight of a line as possible as i inched down the sidewalk toward the clinic. though the blur made it hard to make out the faces of those i passed, i was certain that they were all staring at me, wondering what the hell had happened. passersby passing judgment. on a normal day, when i didn’t have bright red streaks running down both of my cheeks, i was rather attractive. unfortunately, that attractiveness had attracted the attention of two men who’d followed me home, jumped me from behind & beat me about the face while hurling slurs. from now on i’d definitely make sure to be sure of my surroundings.