Life as me
Feels free
No longer anyone to impress
I can count on this
That where there was only emptiness before
I now have a store of love and understanding
To draw upon
I remember now with less alarm
All of those terribly dark years of emptiness
When I did not know truly
What it was I had lost
The way to
Myself
And yet I wonder too if there is not
Another self born out of all of this
As if all of the pain were only there
To serve as a midwife to the growth
Of me
I person who can finally feel
Freely herself
Comfortable to live
Deeply suited
Within
Her own skin
Great Post π€
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Thanks so much.
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No problem π π€
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I love the image of pain as a midwife to something richer and freer. Thatβs my experience as well.
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Yes in many ways it shows ot is not all a mistake at all. It has purpose.
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