I need someone to be there.
I need someone to have my back.
I have never realized just how alone I have been
in my life.
I have never taken the time to think about what
I wanted and what would make me happy.
Pretending became a way of life.
Adjusting became my action.
Watching is my pastime. Mom.
I did not make waves.
I did not say what I was feeling or even
admit to myself what I was feeling. Daughter.
It has been easier to think of others.
It has been easier to pretend I do not have needs.
It has been easier to let things be, even things that
hurt me and make my life more difficult. Rape victim.
I want the pain to stop and I want to be happy.
I am not sure how to do that.
That is not how I have lived my life. Woman.