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Jan 15
Why does it seem like I have a target on my back no matter where no matter what social scene I'm at.
I try to blend in to the crowd but I tend to somehow be the center of a battle ground.
I'm confused.
I often wonder what is it about me that makes people embitter.
They say they seek out people that appear to be weaker.
How can they tell from a first glance encounter?
Why am I a target for an assault inflicted on by a stranger?
Do I cause that demon to thrash around in anger?
What is it about me that brings out your weakness is it my ability to see your incompleteness.
You triggered me from past attacks.
Belittling and name calling brought it all back.
I believed your words and doubted my worth.
It was a reflection of your self loathe that was exposed.
I have found my power now after enduring that shame.
I healed past hurts that I should have reclaimed.
I took my identity back from your berating attack.
I defeated those words rose up found my strength. My courage, and self respect.
Written by
Natasha  48/F/Whangarei
(48/F/Whangarei)   
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