It’s Time

Time to sit in the light and own my story.

Time to be seen and heard.

Time to drop the mask. To let go of the fear.

I can’t think my way through this. I have to just do it. It is in the doing that I will find healing.

I’m the one that keeps myself stuck. Avoidance of pain. Denial.

It’s painful to be so vulnerable; there was safety in hiding my emotions and keeping up the wall of defence, of protection. But that was the past. I have to move forward now.

There’s so much shame in admitting the raw truth of who I am and what happened to me. Abuse. Emotional. Physical. Sexual. ABUSE.

I seek safety in anonymity here; sharing my story where no one knows me. Hoping that by writing it, by putting it down on this page, I will clear the excruciating blockage of tears that have been stuck in my throat for so many decades; ease the pain in my chest, in my heart, and the sadness at my core.

It’s time to let it out now. To let the tears flow. To stop holding on to the pain and believe that in the saying of it, there will be healing …

Start writing …