Imelda, thank you for seeing it and acknowledging it! It was decades ago but it is eerie how some demons cling to you like tentacles. This poem was was me cutting myself loose, finally. And that is indeed what matters! ❤✨
Lia, your words touched me deeply. They are raw, yet healing every line carries both the pain and the strength with which you rose beyond her shadow. I admire how you can turn such a heavy experience into poetry that allows others to breathe and find a moment of peace. Thank you for sharing this. 🙏🏼❤️
Luckily I never had to feel the way you did as a child, but your words bit me just as if I had! I'm so glad that, as you said to Imelda, writing this poem was you cutting yourself loose! Very brave!
🥹 Oh Lia. I see you, I felt the pain you felt as a child. Every single word a testimony to your plight. So brave of you to bring it forward today. I truly believe this will touch lives.
Now, I see a beautiful woman. You write with such care and tenderness. I look forward to reading your posts. 💞
Dearest Brenda, as always, your words, your kindness, moved me more than I can say! Thank you for seeing both the pain and the person beyond it, the woman, the mother I am today - that means more than you know. It wasn’t easy to bring this one forward, I had many second thoughts, but if it touches even one soul, then it was worth it. I’m beyond grateful for your continued, warm presence here and for the grace with which you witness my writing.✨❤
Dora, thank you so very much for your warm words, they mean the world to me! It was painful to re-experience it. But it gives me peace to know it touches hearts. Thank you for holding space and feeling with me! Sending much love!❤️✨
You are rising, Lia! That's what matters. 💙
Imelda, thank you for seeing it and acknowledging it! It was decades ago but it is eerie how some demons cling to you like tentacles. This poem was was me cutting myself loose, finally. And that is indeed what matters! ❤✨
Lia, your words touched me deeply. They are raw, yet healing every line carries both the pain and the strength with which you rose beyond her shadow. I admire how you can turn such a heavy experience into poetry that allows others to breathe and find a moment of peace. Thank you for sharing this. 🙏🏼❤️
Powerful piece!
Thank you so much for your kind words Susan! Sending love and light!✨
Luckily I never had to feel the way you did as a child, but your words bit me just as if I had! I'm so glad that, as you said to Imelda, writing this poem was you cutting yourself loose! Very brave!
Michele thank you for witnessing me and feeling with me, for your warm words, it means more to me than I can say! ❤✨
🥹 Oh Lia. I see you, I felt the pain you felt as a child. Every single word a testimony to your plight. So brave of you to bring it forward today. I truly believe this will touch lives.
Now, I see a beautiful woman. You write with such care and tenderness. I look forward to reading your posts. 💞
Dearest Brenda, as always, your words, your kindness, moved me more than I can say! Thank you for seeing both the pain and the person beyond it, the woman, the mother I am today - that means more than you know. It wasn’t easy to bring this one forward, I had many second thoughts, but if it touches even one soul, then it was worth it. I’m beyond grateful for your continued, warm presence here and for the grace with which you witness my writing.✨❤
Dora, thank you so very much for your warm words, they mean the world to me! It was painful to re-experience it. But it gives me peace to know it touches hearts. Thank you for holding space and feeling with me! Sending much love!❤️✨