When we ask another person to keep quiet about what we’ve done, we’re asking them to carry the burden and weight of actions that we know were wrong. Often if we’ve put people in situations where they feel unsafe, once the truth finally comes out the sense of unease, and lack of safety will shiftContinue reading “Poetry Series – Safe Adults”
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Poetry Series – Big Feelings
I have life the best I ever have. I have the support to approach hard things that I never had. Sometimes though, by sometimes I mean every day, anything can make me cry at the drop of a hat. Big Feelings My wife left meI spent hours bawlingSoaking my boyfriend’s chestThe one that lived thenButContinue reading “Poetry Series – Big Feelings”
Poetry Series – Growth, Self Observed
The continued desire to receive external validation for the things that I’m already proud of makes my stomach churn but no matter how sick I get, my body still can’t seem to purge itself of that itch. In these moments of self-disgust, I try to soften and remind myself that it’s natural to look toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Growth, Self Observed”
Poetry Series – Endless Questions
I give up and try again at least half a dozen times a day. It may not be over the same thing but it’s with the same amount of certainty, both in the need to quit and the need to keep going. I wonder if I keep getting pulled, tug-a-warred back and forth in bothContinue reading “Poetry Series – Endless Questions”
Poetry Series – Skin Blemishes
Skin Blemishes I pull my skin tight, run my fingertips over it and look closely.I’m searching for imperfections to pick at, magnify.Letting nature take its course these things would come and go.Taking it into my own hands, I’m determined to dig them out of me.I leave behind a trail of glowing red as evidence.Moments later,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Skin Blemishes”
Poetry Series – Flame
I think back to my adoration of just about anyone and realize that one of the things that drew me to them was the ways in which they would challenge me. I remember explaining to my therapist that breakups weren’t really a big deal for me, even some of the more major ones, because asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Flame”
Poetry Series – Winter is Coming
I started getting signs before I knew that they were signs. Even now as I get them, if I try to figure out what they mean, I almost never do. I need to step back and look at the world around me, and the situations I’m in for what they are without the emotional attachmentContinue reading “Poetry Series – Winter is Coming”
Poetry Series – Savoring Sexuality
I went through a lot to get to where I am sexually. I’m not even talking about a lot of sexual activity, but I’d be lying if I said there weren’t phases where that’s how I tackled the “getting through”. What I mean is, there was a point in time when I realized I hadContinue reading “Poetry Series – Savoring Sexuality”
Poetry Series – Speak
I think I’ve finally hit my breaking point. I think I’ve finally found a moment where I’m more tired of the energy it takes to hold everything in than what it requires to dig the words out of the depths of my soul to put them in front of someone. I’ve been waiting a longContinue reading “Poetry Series – Speak”
Poetry Series – Old Self
There’s irony in writing a poem about rifling through old feelings as I’m sitting here trying to work my way through past, repressed, feelings. I hang onto the idea that there’s a difference between finally feeling what you’ve never actually felt and indulging in memories to escape from the present. Old Self I thought IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Old Self”
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