Scar Tissue
Pair with the song of the same title by Red Hot Chili Peppers
When she was a cub they put an electric collar on her. Being needy would give her a zap. Being irresponsible would give her a zap. Being weak would give her a zap. She caught on fast. Never asked for anything. Always stepped up. Loathed her imperfections with a vengeance. She set the bar so high that she could not even go near it until she was certain she would clear it. To this day she suffers from a debilitating fear of rejection. With her, there is no second chance or grace period. Only scars around her neck.
Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career elsewhere. She crafts universal tales from everyday lives with an honest, sharp and witty pen. Besides working on a forthcoming novel, she flexes her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.
