Conflicted
Wanting your praise
Even as I reject it
Needing your approval
Even as I strive to do without it
Hating being objectified
Like some ‘thing’ of beauty
And craving affirmation
As I am
Feelings of never being enough
Not good enough
Not smart enough
Not pretty enough
Not thin enough
Not wise enough
Not quick enough
Not enough
And then you left
Without apology
For feeding my insecurities
And I faltered yet again
Threw away everything
that reminded me of you
And it is only now,
Today,
That I came to know
I am enough
Just as I am
And you . . .
You were so wrong
So misguided
So blind
And I pity you
For never seeing
Never recognizing
Never knowing
The truth I hold
In beauty disguised
Wow, a powerful story of stepping into one’s beauty, one’s power and one’s truth.
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Thank you, Celenia. I was reading a blog written by someone who has had difficulties in life and it inspired me. I once was where she is now and I am very grateful for my journey to healing and peace.
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Being happy with what one is, it’s the best feeling in the world. As for those who don’t have the eyes and heart to recognize them, it’s their loss.
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It is indeed. Being happy in one’s own skin is the best! Thanks, Sadje.
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Absolutely! My pleasure
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