Tag: acceptance
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Grief
Feeling cast adrift, forever lost at sea; Pounded by waves, a deluge of “if onlys”.
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Acceptance
Sign on the line – life will be perfect. Drink this wine – it’ll numb your pain. Stay busy. Distracted. Avoidant. Inert. Change is coming – this is going to hurt. No one talks of the pain of coming alive, Telling old stories, long forced to hide. Like emotional surgery with no anesthetic; Cut to…
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Reconciliation
I’m done with holding this anger and pain; It’s sucking me dry, exhausting to maintain inner levels of fury, outer facade of calm; reaching critical mass, causing me harm. And yet … I keep holding it up for all to see. Claiming moral high ground, seeking sympathy. Loosing sight of meaning, muddled up in my…
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Pretending
I’ve spent my whole life,as far back as I can remember,Pretending to everyoneThat everything’s fine. I even denied my own reality, Now that really is the worst kind of gaslighting. I really believed This fairy tale story, That I sold to the world Was truthful and honest. Avoidance, denial, Maladaptive behaviours All served a purpose…
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Too Many Questions
How to embrace what feels unreal? How to fulfill a contract revealed? How to accept lives ruined by tragedy? How to transcend from dream to reality? Who’s more trustworthy, stranger or family? Compassionate witness offers glimpse of humanity. Where to find solace when perceptions are blurred? With courage, compassion, heartfelt prayers will be answered. 🌻
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Permission To Cry
Let the tears flow. Release, inner healing. Let the tears flow. Wide open, cleansing. Emotions repressed Need expression. Let the tears flow. You have permission. 🌻 Inspired by words from Benoit. With deep gratitude 🙏🏻
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Two parts
** Trigger warning ** This poem is about trans generational (physical, emotional and sexual) trauma and abuse Two exiled parts buried, Thrust down so deep. I knew all along. That’s why no sleep. Peace of mind eluded me. How could it not? When I had denied myself and forgot. Two protective parts of me, both…
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How are you?
The simple, autopilot answer would be, “I’m fine thanks, how are you?” “Fan-flipping-tastic!”, would be my go-to sarcastic, defensive response. The more honest answer would be, “I’m surviving.” No doubt said with a rueful smile to show that really I’m ok, but have no desire to pursue that avenue of conversation any further. A simple,…
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Lost … Panic … Grief … Found
I didn’t know who I was anymore. I didn’t know what I wanted or where I was, or even when I was – certainly not in the present! Life had become so painful that I didn’t want to do it anymore. I felt useless … hopeless … helpless … pointless … less … less ……
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What if I don’t know what to say?
Today I feel like being quiet It feels like there’s too much noise in my head. Too many things to do and not enough time. Too many voices clamouring for attention, but I can only do one thing at a time. Hitting that overwhelmed point before I even realize. Make the choice to stop. To…
To The Core 