Finding Myself

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I think I’m finally starting to find myself. Really find myself. I was scared for a  long time. For some reason I felt like there was something wrong with me. And I can guess where it stems from but it’s not really relevant to me anymore. It doesn’t determine me.

It might sound trivial but it means a lot and makes a big difference, to me. It’s the difference between feeling completely hopeless, and feeling in control. I’ve learned to understand myself better, to try to see the many different sides of things, reasons and causes and motivations.

I used to think too linearly. Now I see we are all very complex people, living in a very complex world. So instead of thinking in black and white terms, instead of drawing conclusions and making assumptions, I take a step back and try to think, what are the possibilities here? What could be someone’s motivation in this instance? And if those are the motivations, what does that mean?

Sometimes my thoughts can get away from me and I can make assumptions about myself or others that are not in line with ‘reality’ whatever that may be. I’ve learned to control my thoughts and emotions better. To be aware of where my thoughts take me, the conclusions I’m drawing, and the negative thinking that I often automatically engage in.

It might seem like a small thing, but it’s empowering, and ultimately for me, life changing. It’s a work in progress and we learn and grow every day but now I’m seeing the beauty of it. Now I’m not as afraid to try something new or to be in a situation that might make me uncomfortable. Baby steps. But being uncomfortable doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with me, or that I can’t overcome this hurdle, and be comfortable in that situation or a similar one.

A lot of our world is mediated through our thoughts. I’m learning to acknowledge mine, and consider the possible alternatives. I’m more aware of any negative self-thoughts or ruminative thoughts, and I feel like I’m finally starting to feel in control of my own life.

I’ve felt the panic and anxiety of revolving around someone else’s life. Now I’m beginning to revolve around myself, and not out of loneliness or solitude, but out of strength, and it feels great.

Bottom Rung

I need to get off this

Bottom Rung,

Relying

on others,

Crying

in solitude,

Lacking

all fortitude

Inside.

I cower too easily,

Face my own frailty

Too readily,

to garner any strength.

The irony of course:

I live my life alone–

Occupy my own space

Without

resolve.

Sick

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Pounding head,

Throat full of daggers,

Slowly carving my insides,

Each swallow a sting of sharp pain,

Each movement a hammer bearing down

On tired temples,

Swollen eyes

Newly defeated.

Loneliness like this,

Unknown.

Silent tears shed

In solitude beneath a blanket,

My only refuge.

I trudge into the cold

Must tend to myself.

Self-pity has no place here,

It’s survival.

 

Relief

Relief washes over me

I’m free —

Of doubts

Of the worthlessness

Your looks

Cast upon me.

 

I’ve climbed back in the saddle,

Gripped life by the reigns

Again,

I see myself,

Slowly building

Taking shape

Becoming me.

 

I let myself drown in insecurities,

Yours and mine

Combined

Projected

On me

Deflected

Deftly

By you

Until I couldn’t see where your insecurity

Unleashed itself upon me

And devoured all my faith

But now I see.

 

We just had to fall apart,

Crumble to my knees

Afraid and weak,

Only to stand tall,

Alone,

But strong.

 

 

 

 

Resolve

 

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Cracks in the sidewalk

Capture her heels,

Scratched

Worn

Torn.

 

A cigarette hangs loosely

Gripped between her fingers,

Her smoke-infused skin

Wrinkles in the sun.

 

Sweat builds

Around her chest

In bra-shaped puddles,

Running down her thighs.

 

She marches onwards,

Scorching sunlight

Setting her ablaze.

 

Aware of gazes,

The corner of her eye

Catching their sight—

Surveying,

Relishing,

Inhaling.

 

She marches forward,

Chin up,

Resolving—

No one

And nothing

Will ever

Own her.