What a painful, lonely, barren world I lived in:
a desert where your love was the only water.
To heal, I must come to know
that I am not a desert,
but a rainforest.
Tag: self-love
Self-Love is Survival
I was starving
and you were my only food,
but you were also poison.
How brave I was back then,
when there were no other sources of sustenance in sight,
to turn away from you
and trust
that if I could only hold on a bit longer,
I’d be able to find some.
I did.
Celebration
I once read in a book
that we won’t let anyone treat us worse
than we treat ourselves.
That makes me so excited for my next relationship,
because I’m treating myself better and better
every day.
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“When there is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you.”–African proverb
Bargain
If losing you
was the cost of finding myself,
it was a price well worth paying.
Tough Love
Sometimes,
when I lament to God, “why I can’t have him?”
she explains that it’s because
I must learn to embrace having myself
Dangerous
The more I learn to love myself,
the more dangerous I feel.
But dangerous in a good way.
Dangerous to systems of oppression,
dangerous to bullshit.
A wrecking ball that’s coming for the things
that need to be destroyed
“I believe that the more we love ourselves, the more potent we are”-India Arie
What I Bring to the Table
If I don’t know what I bring to the table,
I will always show up hungry enough
to settle for crumbs
Unlearning Societal Crap, part 5,329
Gather around, ladies.
Let’s say this together, in unison:
I am not “too much” for having emotions and opinions.
I am not “too much” for having emotions and opinions.
I AM NOT “TOO MUCH” FOR HAVING EMOTIONS AND OPINIONS.
(Nov. 2021)
lines
if i’d been formed
if i’d had shape
if i’d had lines
when we met
I Would Never
Have Let You
Hurt Me.
Tastes
If someone doesn’t like you,
that speaks to their tastes,
not your worth.
I repeat:
If someone doesn’t like you,
that speaks to their tastes,
not your worth.
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