Clearly

Clearly, I am not special, or I would be employed elsewhere.

Clearly, I am not extraordinary, or I wouldn’t be living here.

Clearly, I am not pretty, or I would be allowed to have a real man who I want in my life.

Clearly I am ugly and fat, or I would have been allowed to date real men all these years instead of David’s fake men.

Clearly no one wants me to feel I am worth a man’s time, or they wouldn’t have robbed me of my body.

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