In my mind, in my memory, both recent and far …
I’m not everything you’d hoped for, I’m not everything I dreamed I’d be … my balance stems from this existence.
May any damages born be nullified, may all rough edges be smoothed and memory of pain be eliminated, replaced with calm, subdued.
Some are stuck in pain from the past, still playing the ‘blame game’, and instilling it in ‘close family circle’. Perceptions of one = poison of others, and the cycle goes on and on.
Things stated are not really heard, but things stated, colored by the triggers and emotions it stirs up, are used to weave a new story, a story of continued blame and pain. Four fold, against One.
Let them play the hero, let them claim the high road.
All I ask is, who brought what into your world? Who brought joy, and who brought poison.
Who works to build trust, and who is working to tear that same work down.
Who believes your legacy is their daughters legacy? Who initiated the conversation at all?
You will be told it was me.
Look at the history you know of me, and go from there.
All I’ve ever wanted was a bit of your time.
Please don’t swallow the poison.