Me And P’
He first entered my life when I was 7 & didn’t make much of an impression on me infact he was quite a mystery. I didn’t know why he’d come or what he wanted. He was just “there.”
He was patient, he knew what he had in store for me but I was blissfully unaware until Christmas 1975. I’d been ill with Chickenpox but they wouldn’t go little did I know he’d chosen his moment to enter my life again, only this time he wasn’t about to leave without a fight. He was all encompassing, ruined my Christmas & I hated him for it.
I was young & confused, I didn’t know why he’d chosen me & I wanted him to leave me alone.
He finally disappeared from my life in the spring of 1976. I was so happy to see the back of him & thought I’d never have to see him again. How wrong I was.
It was 1979 when he visited me again & ruined my school photo’s, I was distraught but I couldn’t have imagined what was to come, he was to do far, far worse.
Autumn of 1980 he was back & he was angry. This time he was intent on killing me, he almost succeeded but I was young & fit.
He changed the way I looked, the way I thought, he put me in a wheelchair & took my hair. I despised him & everyone around me for allowing him to do this to me. I found an inner strength & slowly I grew strong, he grew weak & I was elated that he‘d gone.
Unfortunately he never stayed away for long, he visited me every year turning up like the proverbial bad penny. With each year that passed I got to know him better; knew his traits & knew what he’d come to do, I learned to prepare.
I acquired some powerful allies, they helped me in my fight. Some turned against me, others helped me yet he always seemed to grow in strength & my powerful allies became powerless against him leaving me to fight him alone.
He’s back in my life again; gaining strength with each passing day while I become weaker. He’s a parasite; he feeds on my misery, adores my pain & rejoices in my suffering - I loathe him; this partner of mine!
