After: Too bad you got sick. Now you won’t have a perfect attendance record.Before: Don’t expect to dress like other kids, do things like other kids or be like other kids. You’re not like other kids. You’re different.
After: You look like a prostitute.
Before: Don’t take those courses. They’re for losers. You’re judged by the company you keep.
After: You need to take a typing class so you’ll have something to fall back on.
Before: I won’t see a therapist with you.
After: You had a wonderful childhood. What’s wrong with you?
by Kim Favors
From: Friday Flash Fiction