I was her bonsai, her "natural creation", and I allowed it to happen over time because I'd never thought to look into a mirror and see the new me.
Then, as all Doc Frankensteins must do, she went for my roots, to tease them from my soil and cut them short, to eliminate my ties to all but her.
She'd obviously never listened to me. My roots are infinite and regenerative; she'd picked the wrong target. So she moved on to shallower species.