In rumination I dwell
Wondering where it all went wrong
Why do I suffer?
Why do I struggle?
Why so difficult feeling at home in my body?
In this soul-searching I realize
I am but a product of generational trauma
Of suppressed emotions begging to release
Of repressed power too inconvenient to the patriarchy
Of festering illness, of stuffing oneself full so to not feel all of this any longer
Of diabetes and depression and erratic mood swings undiagnosed, misunderstood
Genetic mutation and poor methylation
Self hatred of bodies full and voluptuous, only to shrink down
Because that's what society and the magazines said to do
Never satisfied
Never questioning any of it!
Perpetuating the cycle
On and on down the rabbit hole of my own self-study
Seeking knowledge of how to heal
The herbs to take, the foods to eat
The mantras to chant and affirmations to exclaim
Right down to every biological mechanism and neurotransmitter
Doing the work to break the cycle
Desperate for answers, for meaning, for clarity!
I just want to know why! Why are we like this?
What can I do? Where can I go?
I just want to feel well
In a moment of truth, it became clear to me what I must do
See, some of us were put here to be cycle breakers
To end the trauma!
To speak our truth!
To own our strength!
To feel at peace in body and mind!
To embrace our femininity and take back what is ours!
Oh, if I could go back and just teach them!
Show them what's possible!
Hold them and say, there there
Not to worry
We are healed now
The best I can do is share what I have learned
To live this truth in the present
So much that it inspires everyone around me
And that my dears, is how it is done
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
In rumination I dwell
Wondering where it all went wrong
Why do I suffer?
Why do I struggle?
Why so difficult feeling at home in my body?
In this soul-searching I realize
I am but a product of generational trauma
Of suppressed emotions begging to release
Of repressed power too inconvenient to the patriarchy
Of festering illness, of stuffing oneself full so to not feel all of this any longer
Of diabetes and depression and erratic mood swings undiagnosed, misunderstood
Genetic mutation and poor methylation
Self hatred of bodies full and voluptuous, only to shrink down
Because that's what society and the magazines said to do
Never satisfied
Never questioning any of it!
Perpetuating the cycle
On and on down the rabbit hole of my own self-study
Seeking knowledge of how to heal
The herbs to take, the foods to eat
The mantras to chant and affirmations to exclaim
Right down to every biological mechanism and neurotransmitter
Doing the work to break the cycle
Desperate for answers, for meaning, for clarity!
I just want to know why! Why are we like this?
What can I do? Where can I go?
I just want to feel well
In a moment of truth, it became clear to me what I must do
See, some of us were put here to be cycle breakers
To end the trauma!
To speak our truth!
To own our strength!
To feel at peace in body and mind!
To embrace our femininity and take back what is ours!
Oh, if I could go back and just teach them!
Show them what's possible!
Hold them and say, there there
Not to worry
We are healed now
The best I can do is share what I have learned
To live this truth in the present
So much that it inspires everyone around me
And that my dears, is how it is done
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