On consideration, it isn’t so much about being a brat. The reality is that I like being your indignant girl, your little unwilling martyr. I like letting outrage carry me through the things you do to me until it exonerates me from the shared guilt of the mess we’ve made. Until I’m pure and clean and right like a perfect little blade. It’s true: I don’t just want to play the victim, I need to be the victim.
