That's what I've known.
At first I stand tall, beautiful, brave.
And as love sneaks in, it brings it's bedfellow,
Fear.
And it is a trigger for my need.
For my addiction.
My need to belong.
And soon I start.
My urge to merge.
One day at a time.
One value
One opinion
One abuse
One after another after another.
I give up my life for theirs, out of fear,
of not belonging.
But who can I belong to if I'm gone?
Shadows have no substance.
So now I find myself again.
I believe the words I teach to the children so confidently.
"I have the right to..."
And I do.
And now I tell the wounded souls, "No thank-you". This woman is spoken for. She is with me, and I'm with her.
I am her. And I belong.
For more information on the addiction of codependency:
http://www.coda.org/index.php
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