This is Why

Because I am that girl.
That girl at that party in 1977.
The one that got stared at and talked about afterwards- while given the silent treatment.
The one who still remembers the first classmate who spoke to her... three months later.

The one who grew up and moved far away and made an entirely different life.
The one who never used Facebook because it immediately connected her back to every one of those motherfucking assholes.

I am now an old lady.  I have suffered three rounds of florid dementia and some permanent memory loss.
But I can never forget that.