It’s okay to lose your naivety–
never lose your ideals.
It’s okay to lose your innocence–
never lose hope.
It’s okay to lose your fantasies–
never lose your dreams.
It’s okay to lose your naivety–
never lose your ideals.
It’s okay to lose your innocence–
never lose hope.
It’s okay to lose your fantasies–
never lose your dreams.
I used to think
my forgiveness
was in vain
because it didn’t
change you.
Now I know
it wasn’t
because it changed
me.
I used to think
forgiveness
meant giving my power
away.
I was wrong.
Forgiveness
IS
my power.
I no longer
idealize
forgiveness.
I still think
it’s magic
but I don’t think
it’s fairy dust
My answers to the job application questions:
“What is your greatest accomplishment?”
and “What are you most proud of?”
are always
lies.
My true proudest accomplishment
is forgiving
the unforgivable
It’s funny
how I forgave you
with all my heart,
yet I still
want to punch you
in the face.
Forgiveness
Isn’t what I thought it would be
It wasn’t a magical, one-time event
It is a process I must continue every day
that’s never truly finished
It isn’t a steady, uphill climb toward healing
It is feeling I’ve completely forgiven you one day
and hating your guts the next
It isn’t neat and tidy
It is as messy as the pain it is trying to resolve
but still,
I am choosing it.
(written fall 2018)
I wish you’d understood
the true depths of my pain
so you could understand
the true depths of my forgiveness
(written fall 2018)
“You have to respect him,
because he’s the president.”
I disagree.
It takes impressive honesty,
impressive morals,
impressive compassion
to earn my respect.
I will never respect someone
for solely an
impressive
title.
You may fear
that if you come alive
people won’t like
who you truly are.
I’m going to spoil the ending:
some people WON’T like
who you truly are.
Come alive anyway.