Inescapable loop Of jealousy for the gift That I didn’t choose to Possess a heavy heavy load No one but me can carry The cause of my persecution But every tiny human Who knows cannot be Ever greater than their shallowness The light that is for giving Isn’t my choice But it is the only source Of light that is ME The celestial connection Between all that I am and the Ground I walk on The glimpse into another’s eyes To be the channel To transmit their needs I am but a tool And being faithful to my destiny Is the greatest strength And the most terrible burden I ever got to know
It has been a great two years -I started a peer support group, adopted it to the ethnic minority population I am working with, got their art into a gallery, heard more than once of gratitude for changing lives, gave all my soul to the agency I was truly in love with. Now I am leaving because I will not chose to endure the abuse. And I will make it seen. And I will sue that ******* who happens to be my supervisor, if I have to. For the sake of everything I believe in. And then... I will have to start from the beginning. And after I dig myself from under the rubble of my feelings, I will be ready and stronger