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Today, there has been alot on my mind.
I think of the unfairness of it all. A time stretching two or more years where I was trapped in a web of darkness, dispair, and self hate.
Today, I think of my parents. The ones who helped raise me - and the things good and bad that have gone on in my life.
I wonder - why didn't someone get me out of there sooner? Why didn't someone respond? I was out in a false reality where I couldn't be the person that I wanted to be. I wasn't the person I wanted to be. I hated the person I had become.
Since moving to a new apartment; I haven't felt scared. I haven't felt trapped. My health symptoms have improved in the sense when I'm at home i feel safe. I can go out and do things and not feel under the constant watch of family members who said they would treat me like i was a part of the family - but I wasn't.
Even though i still love them so much. I have to wait for them to come to me. To see me. A beautiful person and soul that just wanted to be a part of my families life.
Yeah, bladder problems suck. But family problems suck even more. I sit in my apartment; in my new home in a new place. Waiting, hoping - they will change.
Hoping they will see the person that is equal and beautiful and deserves to be loved.
Lately, I've been thinking as over the past several weeks of moving into my new apartment - of how bad it was in my old place mentally and physically. It was like a fishbowl in a sense - where I couldn't be myself.
What was I supposed to do? Regardless of the fact, I'm safe now; with inner strength.
Stronger than anything I've ever felt before. With inner strength; you can overcome anything, you can overcome anyone, and you can be the person you always were meant to be.
Free.
Amen.
Blessings In Christ,
Honeeecombs
I think of the unfairness of it all. A time stretching two or more years where I was trapped in a web of darkness, dispair, and self hate.
Today, I think of my parents. The ones who helped raise me - and the things good and bad that have gone on in my life.
I wonder - why didn't someone get me out of there sooner? Why didn't someone respond? I was out in a false reality where I couldn't be the person that I wanted to be. I wasn't the person I wanted to be. I hated the person I had become.
Since moving to a new apartment; I haven't felt scared. I haven't felt trapped. My health symptoms have improved in the sense when I'm at home i feel safe. I can go out and do things and not feel under the constant watch of family members who said they would treat me like i was a part of the family - but I wasn't.
Even though i still love them so much. I have to wait for them to come to me. To see me. A beautiful person and soul that just wanted to be a part of my families life.
Yeah, bladder problems suck. But family problems suck even more. I sit in my apartment; in my new home in a new place. Waiting, hoping - they will change.
Hoping they will see the person that is equal and beautiful and deserves to be loved.
Lately, I've been thinking as over the past several weeks of moving into my new apartment - of how bad it was in my old place mentally and physically. It was like a fishbowl in a sense - where I couldn't be myself.
What was I supposed to do? Regardless of the fact, I'm safe now; with inner strength.
Stronger than anything I've ever felt before. With inner strength; you can overcome anything, you can overcome anyone, and you can be the person you always were meant to be.
Free.
Amen.
Blessings In Christ,
Honeeecombs