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My Life Would Look So Much Different
Take time to recognize your wins and losses, because even the losses have purpose.
My life would look so much different if I never learned it’s okay to change your mind. I’d be stuck in a thick layer of mud, yet naive to my reality.
My life would look so much different if I went on ignoring the young girl inside of me. She’d be crying for attention while I flee every which way; turning from one distraction to the next.
My life would look so much different if I continued wearing mask after mask, afraid of the real me. Insecurity would eat me alive as I gasped for approval.
My life would look so much different if I stayed in relationships with those who took great pleasure in hurting and controlling me. I would have never found my voice.
My life would look so much different if my sexuality stayed supressed. I’d be nothing more than a shell of a person, stripped from the inside out by shame.
My life would look so much different without a hand to hold. Isolation never did me any good but community has kept me strong.
My life would look so much different without someone like him; a lover who has — without hesitation — held my traumas with me. That feeling of being secure will…
