It wasn’t as though they didn’t Give her enough. She was convinced she didn’t deserve what they Gave of their own accord. So everyday she invented polite ways of refusing anything they Gave. She was always polite.
There are people who would Take if asked to just one more time.
There are people who’d never Take the first time they’re offered.
Never.
She basked in the joy their mere act of Offering gave her. It was enough. Because she knew she didn’t deserve anything more. Sometimes she Wanted. A little. Just to know what would happen if she Took. But she never asked. Because that would be out of line. She was fine with what she didn’t Take. It was enough. Just the knowledge that they’d Offered. And the times she Wanted, she liked that she could deny fulfillment of that impulse.
Secretly she lived in perpetual unacknowledged hunger.
But that’s alright. The denial makes her happy.
Because if she took…
if she took, it’d be too much of a debt.
Because she knew she didn’t deserve it.