eunoia.

"i'm protecting you, i promise.

what you're doing?

it's not good.

so throw away that wig already.

get rid of your makeup."

i smile at dad,

believing he was

just trying to protect me.

so i nod and throw it away.

it was eunoia,

to think he had my interest at heart.

he didn't want to think

that his 'boy' was a girl.

it was just my perception,

my ignorant bliss.

i was only 16, though,

so what would i know?

i trusted him alot;

why would he lie?

but i guess his reputation

was more important than my life.