The combination of a werewolf and a narrator.

One a wild, feral creature and the other a storyteller.

The asker of negatively leading questions.

The bitter storyteller that hypes up our pain and amplifies our hurt.

It’s was the voice that says, “give up, give in, it’s their fault, they made me do it, and they did this to me.”

It’s the whiner and the blamer.

The shamer and the coward.

It’s the joy-eating monster that ran wild and took away any form of bliss that was mine.

—Shannon McGuire,
Author of To (M)others from the Hood