Healing the Past
A ritual scene from Thriver Sisterhood
If we take the light of this fire with us when we enter the
darkness, we heal ourselves and help to lift up other
These harmless looking little white pills are my demons. Love
is friendship set on fire. My sisters keep me strong.
Eliza opens a pill bottle and scatters the contents in the fire.
I chose this box because it held the perfume my mother wore
while she molested me. With the help of my sisters, I will
outwit my fragrant flashbacks.
Mia shreds the box, then scatters the pieces on the bonfire.
Stephanie unrolls an image of a coat hanger.
Too many of us have experienced violently dangerous
abortions. By symbolically destroying the coat hanger image,
I take away its power over me.