I feel lighter after therapy
After telling my parents last Wednesday how bad they raised me
I let go of that pain and put it on them and they ACCEPTED IT.
Am i free?
No.
I mourn my siblings lives, my life.
But i am closer to being free.
Forgive them?
Maybe.
Understand?
Unfortunately.
They are just bad people
That's it
I wasn't.
I wasn't a brat
Selfish
Or
Lazy
They were.
I'm strong
I'm caring
I'm sweet
I'm smart
And
Funny
I'm *******
Awesome
That desperation
I still regret
With ryan
Wasn't on
me
It's on
My parents
All that
Pain
It's there's now
I'm so close
So close
To being
Free
I'm not a *****
Or evil
I'm not ugly
Or annoying
I'm not ******* desperate
I'm rightfully angry
And strong
I'm full of good
And light
I'm pretty
And smile easily
I'm talkative
And fun
I'm extroverted
And curious
I'm ME
not THEM
Never them
...
Never them
..
Maybe I am free
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC
I feel lighter after therapy
After telling my parents last Wednesday how bad they raised me
I let go of that pain and put it on them and they ACCEPTED IT.
Am i free?
No.
I mourn my siblings lives, my life.
But i am closer to being free.
Forgive them?
Maybe.
Understand?
Unfortunately.
They are just bad people
That's it
I wasn't.
I wasn't a brat
Selfish
Or
Lazy
They were.
I'm strong
I'm caring
I'm sweet
I'm smart
And
Funny
I'm *******
Awesome
That desperation
I still regret
With ryan
Wasn't on
me
It's on
My parents
All that
Pain
It's there's now
I'm so close
So close
To being
Free
I'm not a *****
Or evil
I'm not ugly
Or annoying
I'm not ******* desperate
I'm rightfully angry
And strong
I'm full of good
And light
I'm pretty
And smile easily
I'm talkative
And fun
I'm extroverted
And curious
I'm ME
not THEM
Never them
...
Never them
..
Maybe I am free
Not my usual writing style but my therapist told me to write my thoughts down in a journal today because i was having so many deep emotional ones. And as i was writing i really felt the things i was writing. It made me cry. So i wanted to make it into a little poem. I don't know if i am but i feel free from their tyranny. Their deciet. The pain they forced onto me. They took it back and they can keep it.
