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Love.

In the end, that’s what it boils down to. In the end, that’s what matters.

•••

“Stand up straight,” her mother tells her every day. Scolds her really. “Don’t slouch. Hold your head up high. You don’t need their approval.”

Words of advice, repeated ad nauseam, until they are pounded into her memory, into her actions.

“Stand up straight. Don’t slouch. Hold your head up high.”

She does as she is told. She always does as she is told.

Even when the other kids whisper about her in the halls. Even when the boys pull her braids and try to trip her. Even when the girls exclude her from their cliques.

“Stand up straight. Don’t slouch. Hold your head up high.”

She never bends.

•••

She meets him in college.

He is everything she never knew she wanted.

“Let me in,” he whispers to her in the dark of night, his thumb stroking her wrist. “Let me know you.”

She wants him to know her. She wants to know him.

So she does what he asks and lets him in.

She begins to bend.

•••

She’s in love with him, more in love with him than she ever knew was possible. She would do anything for him.

He asks her to learn to cook, so she does.

He asks her to not worry when he stays late at work, so she doesn’t.

He asks her to make nice with his mother and become friends with his friends, so she does.

He asks her to have a baby, so she says okay.

She would do anything for him, and she does.

It’s easy to bend when you’re needed to.

•••

She’s 38 years old and she wonders sometimes if her husband even loves her anymore.

“I’m trying,” he tells her when she asks. “Just give me time.”

So she does.

She gives him time and energy and love. Because if she gives him enough, she can change the inevitable.

She’s sure of it.

He meets a younger woman and tells her they’re just friends, so she believes him.

He stays late at work and almost never comes home, so she forgives him.

He says cruel things to her when she tries to talk to him, so she overlooks them.

She loves him.

She will bend as far as she needs to get him back.

•••

She’s 40 years old and alone.

Her husband left her, and there’s nowhere else to go.

She knows that something went wrong, but she’s not sure where.

Everything hurts. Her body, her soul, her heart.

She’s doubled over in pain, and there’s no more room to bend.

•••

She’s 42 years old and she passes him on the street. He’s with his new wife and he looks happy. He looks smug.

She wants to hate him. She wants to wish him harm.

She can’t, though. She still loves him.

But maybe she can learn to love herself more.

“Stand up straight. Don’t slouch. Hold your head up high.”

The words echo in her mind.

Something clicks into place.

She forces a smile and walks on by.

She finally begins to straighten.




Written for the Week 4 challenge at [livejournal.com profile] therealljidol

Date: 2014-04-08 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mistearyusdiva2.livejournal.com
Loved this ... Highly emotional and totally relatable. Well Done :)

Date: 2014-04-08 04:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kickthehobbit.livejournal.com
I loved the progression of this—learning to bend then learning to stand up for yourself again. Nicely done. :)

Date: 2014-04-08 11:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smiittenz.livejournal.com
It's achingly well written.
The language you use to portray the snatches of their lives is just enough to create a vivid picture of what happened.
It's very well done.
Also, I absolutely loved the ending. Just, LOVED IT.

Date: 2014-04-08 04:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] muchtooarrogant.livejournal.com
I like where you took the prompt, a steady progression of a mother's advice through your character's life. Nicely portrayed.

Dan

Date: 2014-04-08 07:42 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-04-09 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solstice-singer.livejournal.com
I loved this. I'm really glad she figured out where things went wrong, even if it was too late to save her marriage. Bending too far is a mistake we all make at one time or another. We should be lucky enough to learn to straighten up again.

Date: 2014-04-09 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] beautyofgrey.livejournal.com
I really enjoyed the simplicity and format of this piece - the repetition helped to reinforce that sense of always bending, bending.

Date: 2014-04-09 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] roina-arwen.livejournal.com
This is lovely and hopeful.

Date: 2014-04-09 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatdatcm.livejournal.com
Really liked this. So simple, but so full of emotion.

Date: 2014-04-09 09:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-17bingo.livejournal.com
So she does what he asks and lets him in.

She begins to bend.


It's so much easier--and not in a good way--to bend when you volunteer to do it.

Date: 2014-04-09 02:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whipchick.livejournal.com
I'm so glad she starts to find herself again.

"He is everything she never knew she wanted." - great line!

Date: 2014-04-10 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheshire23.livejournal.com
She’s doubled over in pain, and there’s no more room to bend.


Because it's not physically possible to ever bend enough. It's a set-up for failure. :/

Date: 2014-04-10 03:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kagomeshuko.livejournal.com
It's like an emotional roller coaster here. That whole, "Yeah, sure, that'll work" and the "Well, I'm okay," and then the worry and sadness and acceptance . . . and . . .

Date: 2014-04-10 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halfshellvenus.livejournal.com
It is so sad, but so human, to give away too much of yourself (your time, your devotion, your sense of self) to someone who doesn't deserve it. But unless you are able to trust, you will never find love. That you might trust the wrong person is always a risk.

Date: 2014-04-10 07:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eternal-ot.livejournal.com
Awesome! what a wonderful piece on self-worth..loved it..*hugs* to you and loads of <3...Kudos! for standing up straight.. we all bend sometimes for the ppl we love nothing wrong I feel as long as it's acknowledged with grace..:)

Date: 2014-04-10 09:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] itsjustc.livejournal.com
I loved the progression of this. The woman bending more and more and then learning to stand up for herself again.

Date: 2014-04-10 03:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-will-not-say.livejournal.com
The emotion came through clearly in this. You did a good job with the progression from learning to bend to learning to stand up again. I'm glad the woman was able to stand up straight in the end.

Date: 2014-04-10 04:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adoptedwriter.livejournal.com
I like the direction this story went. Poor girl/woman. Glad she's determined not to let it keep her down. AW

Date: 2014-04-10 05:20 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-04-10 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alycewilson.livejournal.com
I have a feeling this is a common story. Glad she was finally able to find herself.

Date: 2014-04-10 08:52 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finding_helena
Love it!

Date: 2014-04-10 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] karmasoup.livejournal.com
Oh, this is heartbreaking. I feel for this gal.

Date: 2014-04-10 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] basric.livejournal.com
A powerful story. Well written. I enjoyed reading it.

Date: 2014-04-10 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kajel.livejournal.com
Beautifully done.

Date: 2014-04-18 04:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pianogurl330.livejournal.com
Well-done! I loved it! <3

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