I’m still working out a lot of lingering judgments. I grew up around people that would talk shit for sport and being the competitive person that I am, naturally, I wanted to be the best in the game. My eyes became trained to scan a person and look for weak spots, anything “off”. Anything toContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Nine”
Tag Archives: Self Acceptance
Poetry Series – Dysfunctions at Functions
Have you ever noticed that when someone has a creepy uncle or a racist aunt, or whatever wildly inappropriate behavior we’re choosing to excuse, sometimes it gets said that “that’s just how families are”? Yeah, I know that we can’t change people. We don’t have to tolerate the absurd behaviors though. We can use ourContinue reading “Poetry Series – Dysfunctions at Functions”
No, Tempation!
I have long claimed that I am lacking in the self-control department. Almost in a way that I’d wear it like a badge, excusing me for my bad decisions. What does it say about me if I’m biting back a cop joke on that one? It seems to be in our nature, humans – notContinue reading “No, Tempation!”
Poetry Series – Patience
It’s incredibly rare that we understand the extent to which a person will impact us when they come into our lives. The intentions we went into a situation with may drastically differ from what develops. When being unhealthy, I used my ability to adapt as a tool in people-pleasing. Now that I’m working on healing,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Patience”
Driving
“Women are bad drivers. I hate to say it, sounds sexist, but they are.” We teach our children from a very early age to look to the outside to figure out what to do. Sure, we can say this is how learning happens. You have to pick things up from somewhere, right? Not everything needsContinue reading “Driving”
Poetry Series – Chest
I regularly find myself sitting down to write only to pour out something I was so sure that I was over. I think of a friend of mine whose tag has a spiral in it. We always keep circling back to learn something new about the point where we were previously at. So I allowContinue reading “Poetry Series – Chest”
Poetry Series – Rock
Had I known early on that you were a rock and could withstand the waves, I wonder if I wouldn’t have treaded so lightly? I try not to think of what ifs. I know they’re not helpful in building the life I want to live. But when there’s questions I had never asked, I leftContinue reading “Poetry Series – Rock”
Connected
Growing up, math was the subject I excelled in. The patterns were easy for me to pick up on but I always got scolded for not “following the rules” of how we were being taught to figure it out. My brain would jump right to the answer. My therapist pats me on the back, tellingContinue reading “Connected”
Poetry Series – Sarcasm
Even now as I write a poem about being open, I place it here out of sight. I tell myself it’s a step in the right direction. There is, after all, a chance it could be seen, right? I hope it’s not, but I hope it is. I want everything out in the open butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Sarcasm”
Grief
More often than not when we hear the word grief, we assume someone’s talking about death. Less commonly to we refer to all of the bits of life that we have to mourn as we outgrow them by the same name. Our tendency to rename those moments, whether it be having to say goodbye toContinue reading “Grief”
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