Whitie was a Siamese twin with her mother, connected by the heads, the worst kind. They usually can't operate and if they do, one is usually mentally handicapped.
How to get out ?
I don't know , other than telling.
Do you tell memories , thoughts, feelings?
Probably feelings.
I feel frozen to even SAY a feeling about my M. If I say hate, I feel guilty, electric chair guilty.
If I say love, I feel angry, high heat angry.
Feelings for a M are complex, especially when you have Whities mother.
She thinks her M loved her. She doted on her ,in ways, but her M raged if her own needs weren't met by a tiny Whitie.
That messed Whitie's nervous system up good.
She is a wreck, nervous system wise.
She jumps at tiny sounds.
Can rats change after they have Learned Helplessness? Whitie doesn't know. Are they doomed ,forever to be stuck in the cage with the door open

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Enough for today. Whitie needs rest.Whitie is going on a retreat in 2 weeks to find God's love. That would be the rest,if there is any.
Whitie is a little cynical, a little hopeful. Maybe, Whitie has to wait for Heaven or the Rapture.
It would be so freakin funny if Whitie wasn't bad ?
That would be a bummer and a half that ALL this was unnecessary.Gag me with a spoon

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Oh God---What if EVERY person has a little Yorkie inside protecting it's bone? For some, it could be a Yorkie, for some a Rottie, some a Standard Poodle but they all are dogs, are they not?
Animals, really, that is the point.
Maybe Whitie is a Maltese and Blackie is a cross between a Standard Poodle and German Shepherd but so what? Are they NOT all animals

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Lord ,Help me, how could my M have lived a whole life and been so stupid?