Updated: Nov 17, 2020
This poem was inspired on a day when I woke & did not feel like giving my 100% self. The number 27 represents the number count of my grieving process. On this day, I also learned about the word self compassion. The timing of it all was so important.
I learned that because I had spent so much time trying to show up for others, I was not showing up for myself first. So this one day when I felt like I couldn’t show up, I craved for someone to be there for me. That someone was me.
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Today I woke up & I felt restless
Today I woke up feeling the heaviness try to weigh me down.
Today I did not feel like pulling myself together for anyone other than myself.
Today I needed myself in a different way.
Today I needed my own hug, my own love.
Today was different,
But today was needed.
Today was a start of a new stage of healing.
Today I regained my own power,
The power of me showing up for me.
The power of me not just relying on others, so
I could not enjoy the pleasure of someone kissing my wounds & placing bandages over areas that are bruised.
Today I saw myself;
The beauty & the shame,
The love & the pain,
The little girl & the young woman.
I see you. I’m here.