Suppression – A Short Paragraph Story

Your support is really suppression and constriction, and while you hold me up you also hold me back. When you are close for too long you chafe me, yet each morning I embrace the way you mold me. By days end I revel in my liberation as I discard your confining ways, and yet I know that tomorrow I will allow myself to be enslaved once more. Bra, how I despair of thee, let me count the ways!

© ceenoa

19 thoughts on “Suppression – A Short Paragraph Story

  1. kazg10 27/10/2015 / 8:07 pm

    Good one Claudette, I wasnt sure until the end what it was going to be … how true!

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  2. skybright1 28/10/2015 / 9:28 pm

    What after all is the “point” of it-or should I just “round off” this discussion now!

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  3. aranislandgirl 30/10/2015 / 1:12 pm

    Was trying to figure it out from the start. Didn’t see that coming, but so perfect and truthful. Good stuff!

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    • Claudette 30/10/2015 / 6:50 pm

      Your comment made made me smile with happiness. I’m glad that I was able to keep you thinking to the end.


    • Claudette 08/11/2015 / 9:14 am

      Thanks Robyn 🙂 I’ve been waiting my whole “breasted” life for them to make a bra that does that good without trying to cut me in half. sigh

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      • Robyn G 09/11/2015 / 11:14 am

        Lol.. I suspect there are a few ditties and poems around, due to the good Ol’ bra 😅

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    • Claudette 13/11/2015 / 7:19 am

      🙂 Thank you. You have to laugh about it, Men just don’t understand what we go through!


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