Generational Trauma

Do onto others as you wish to be done onto
This is the call
Cast off the shackles of
Abuse
Neglect
Mistreatment
Harm
The scars that mar your ancestors
The scars that mar you
The greatest gift given in life
Free will
Wield it like a craftsman
Hold it like a pen and
Rewrite your story
Erase the patterns from your pages
Show your children that you
Can reshape the stars in the sky
Show them how to heal in the light of the moon
And the bright beacon of day
No future is written in stone
No fate inevitable
Let it begin here
By deciding the pain of the past
Ends here

-gws

50 Minutes

50 minutes ticking by
50 minutes to find out why
The tears will or will not come
I so struggle to find the one
Reason that keeps me coming back 
Spilling emotions when words lack
50 minutes of probing questions 
50 minutes of new suggestions 
And strategies and considerations 
To uncover buried machinations 
The central program in my belief system 
Manifest in all my symptoms 
50 minutes focused on me 
50 minutes of talk therapy 

-gws

Stomping on Eggshells

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Every step I take
I'm stomping on eggshells
They cover the landscape of this relationship
Like unexploded landmines after a war

The book explained it
It explained you
It explained us
Or
More specifically
Why there is no air between us
Why there is no peace between us
Why there is little hope for us

The book
However
Didn't tell me what I could do about it
What I should do about it
The only peace it gave was that 
The immobility was a real side effect
The difficulty breathing
Being
Living
Leaving
That feeling stuck was normal

It isn't a failing 
But a reflection of the deeply difficult
Existence of living with 
Loving
Trying to love

Being loved by
Being hated by
Being loved by
Being resented by
Being loved by
Being shamed by
Being loved by
Being eviscerated by
Being loved by 
Being devastated by

A person with a personality disorder

gws

I still need…

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Do you see me?
I’m here!
Over here!
Please look my way.
Right now, if you will.
I need to be seen.
Am I loud enough?
Am I bouncy enough?
Am I doing enough to draw you into me?
I need to be reminded I am important to someone.
To you.
Right now.
My inner child is screaming for recognition.
Just acknowledge me and I promise I will relax.
That feels good.
Thank you.
Wait.
How about a little more?
Wait, don’t go back to what you were doing.
I still crave your attention.
I still am desperate for validation.
I still need.
I still need.
I still need…
 -gws

The Note

Photo by GWS
I received this wonderful note in the mail today. I happened to be looking at a FB post from the person who sent it when I opened it. It is a beautiful expression of appreciation and love, unexpected but wholly welcomed. It came on a day when it is a hard day. Where getting out of bed was hard. Fighting through the school day was hard. Where focusing on work is hard. This person’s words served a divine purpose with divine timing. I needed something to remind me I am enough. Something to remind me that I am seen in this moment when I’m feeling my most hopeless and helpless. Something to remind me that there is love and friendship and beautiful simplicity in my world to buoy my spirit in rough waters. Thank you, beautiful new friend. Your thoughtfulness threw me a lifeline today. I am blessed to know you and blessed to have the opportunity to get to know you better in the future. Thank you more than words can convey.
-gws