This Place

When had this become her life? She asks herself this question as she reaches for her whiskey and coke to help wash down her vicodin. How did she fall so far down from the heights whereupon she once stood. Wait, now she is writing again, writing in that old familiar style she once used. Pretentious yet sweet.

How did she fall?
Why did she fall?
How many have fallen before her?

Did she fall or actually get knocked off? Yes, she was definitely pushed. Knocked off and unto her illustrious ass. Much better, she was definitely pushed. No shame in that, only blame.

She could blame her ex-husband for not wanting her anymore. She could blame her parents for never wanting her in the first place. Yes she was unquestionably knocked off, pushed over the ledge, which resulted in her fall. This is why she now found herself in this place.