Now I’m awake to the world. I was asleep before. That’s how we let it happen. When they slaughtered Congress, we didn’t wake up. When they blamed terrorists and suspended the Constitution, we didn’t wake up then either. They said it would be temporary. Nothing changes instantaneously. In a gradually heating bathtub, you’d be boiled to death before you knew it.
It’s their own fault. They should have never given us uniforms if they didn’t want us to be an army.
Why does healing have to be the only goal? Why can’t we be as furious as we feel? Don’t we have that right?[to Moira]
What are we going to do? We can’t explain this away. We can’t even report it. To have a pregnant Handmaid run away once is bad enough, but twice? They’ll say we’re part of the Resistance![to Fred]
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We get so comfortable with walls. It doesn’t even take that long. Wear the red dress, wear the wings, shut your mouth, be a good girl. Roll over and spread your legs. Yes, ma’am. May the Lord open.
The perfect gift. A girl trapped in a box. She only dances when someone else opens the lid, when someone else winds her up. If this is a story I’m telling, I must be telling it to someone. There’s always someone, even when there is no one. I will not be that girl in the box.