But here’s what I figured out in all this so-called madness: A crazy woman don’t know she’s crazy. But a woman who’s been pushed too far? She sees everything for the first time. I see now that love ain’t supposed to hurt like a locked jaw. I see now that giving your whole self to somebody who won’t even hold your hand in public… that ain’t love. That’s a slow death.
“She’s crazy,” he said. “Get her out of here.” diary of a mad black woman play online free
So here I am. Suitcase half-packed. Heels in my hand because I forgot to put on matching shoes this morning. But here’s what I figured out in all
(She picks up the suitcase, pauses, then smiles for the first time.) then smiles for the first time.)