The Night I Became a Colonel, My Mother-in-Law Cut My Hair While I Slept—By Morning, I Was Done Obeying Them
The shock.
The humiliation.
Then the memory passed.
Not disappeared.
Passed.
That was the difference.
Pain did not have to vanish in order to stop controlling the room.
I touched my hair once.
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