I was rarely given eye contact. Did you have opportunities?
I did not have a choice. Did you get to make decisions?
I did not have a voice. Did you receive compliments? My existence was rarely acknowledged. Did you hear the words “I love you”? I only heard it once – and it was for show. I am not making excuses, I just want you to understand I didn’t even have one of these things consistently So please be patient with me because although I am an adult
I have just discovered that what I thought was normal was actually dysfunctional. I am now confused because I am doing things I don’t want to do And I don’t know how to stop I was determined not be like them I was determined to make my life beautiful But now it appears that I’m always trying to make the pain go away.
When you see my eyes are dead, it is not that I am heartless I had to bury my heart so it wouldn’t get broken I had to be numb so I wouldn’t go insane I have only just realized that I have a serious problem which I can’t solve alone I’ve started to receive help now So please be patient with me. We have very different stories We had very different starts I will catch up one day It’ll take me a little longer than it took you. Eventually our paths will converge to a point of oneness You will see me and I will see you We will understand that we are one and the same Then all that we will see is love Then I will be me, and you will be you Then I will be you, and you will be me Then we will be free. (All dysfunctional people are exhibiting their pain. Everyone has a back-story. Let us all try to be less judgmental – Healing takes time.)
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|By the author of the comedy autobiography "Mum Knows Best" Veena Nankani - Life Coach, Nutritionist, Motivational Speaker, Writer, Poet, Professional Reviewer and Entrepreneur. www.veenanankani.com|