chapotraphouse

A lot of my older relatives are like this. Kinda hard to let go of things when you lose your brother in the Bataan Death March or watch Japanese soldiersremoved and behead all the women in your family while you were able to hide in a crawlspace because you were a little girl. The survivor's guilt alone left people messed up for life. And no one wants to talk about if you were a "comfort woman." It's just too fucking awful to think about.