I am...
strong
confident
loud
fun, and on most occasions quite funny
beautiful
kind hearted
wise
I am a great woman to know
I am all these things and more, yet somehow over these past five years I have become a diluted, jaded version of myself.
I have become...
the product of a physically abusive mother, a sexually abusive step-father, an emotionally unavailable father and (for lack of a better
word) an immature step-mother.
Worn down by not one, not two but three abusive relationships.
I'm unraveling, breaking down, the pressure is building and I am imploding. But I no longer want to be a woman defined, rather than refined, by my past. The problem is I don't know where the turning point was. Where I lost her, the girl I used to be. But I'm hoping if I get it all out, it will all fall back into place... somewhere along the way.
*Originally written January 12th 2012
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