I am the girl
who learned early
that perfect houses
can hide jagged edges.
I am the child
who sat silent
while the world looked in
and called it safe.
I am the one
who remembers the smell
of thick white milk
that wasn’t meant for me,
but I drank anyway.
I am the girl
who fell off bikes
and was told
to stop crying.
I am the child
who thought she would never belong
until a second home
showed her love could be patient,
kind, and constant.
I am the one
who called two strangers
Mum and Dad
and learned
what family could feel like.
I am the woman
who carries those lessons
into motherhood.
I am the mum
who sees my children
for who they are,
who celebrates their victories,
who comforts their falls,
who holds them
when the world cannot.
I am the girl
who began small, scared, silent,
and became
the protector, the guide,
the heart that refuses to break
for those I love.
I am the proof
that even jagged beginnings
can shape
a whole, strong heart.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 7:51 PM UTC
I am the girl
who learned early
that perfect houses
can hide jagged edges.
I am the child
who sat silent
while the world looked in
and called it safe.
I am the one
who remembers the smell
of thick white milk
that wasn’t meant for me,
but I drank anyway.
I am the girl
who fell off bikes
and was told
to stop crying.
I am the child
who thought she would never belong
until a second home
showed her love could be patient,
kind, and constant.
I am the one
who called two strangers
Mum and Dad
and learned
what family could feel like.
I am the woman
who carries those lessons
into motherhood.
I am the mum
who sees my children
for who they are,
who celebrates their victories,
who comforts their falls,
who holds them
when the world cannot.
I am the girl
who began small, scared, silent,
and became
the protector, the guide,
the heart that refuses to break
for those I love.
I am the proof
that even jagged beginnings
can shape
a whole, strong heart.
How childhood experiences shaped me, my perspective, and my motherhood.
