I've been fractured.
Do you know what it means to own your story? It means to stop lying. It means to stop hiding. Are you ready for that? I hope I am. Everything rides on my ability to tell the truth now. I have to be completely honest with myself, my lover, my family.
And I'm scared. I've never let the fractured pieces have a say in the same story. I'm frightened to tell the whole truth.
She assures me I can tell her the worst of me, but I don't trust her. And I think I have to trust myself more than anyone else anyway. If I tell the truth, I tell it for me and I tell it to be free of shame.
The real question is, will I still love myself if I finally include all of these fractured pieces as part of my honest story? And can I tell that story out loud?
No comments:
Post a Comment