Week 25
I wish I didn’t have to deal with the jealousies, insecurities, greed, spitefulness, anger, viciousness, and lying of loved ones in my life. They make it very difficult to find peace sometimes. They wound in a way only family can ever wound you. They attack me where I am most vulnerable. They can do it because they know my weakest spots after having spent a lifetime as my family. While I love them, I’ve discovered I have no option but to seek shelter from their storm of hatred.
There is nothing about my life that should cause envy or jealousy. I am not and never have been pretty. I do not and have never had much money and I have worked damn hard for what I have earned. Making ends meet has become something of an art form for me. I am not young. In fact, I get steadily older every minute. I take care of the dying while I try to help them to live. I am always tired, and often short-tempered.
I am hurt but I’m not beaten. I am down but I’m not out. I will not hang my head for even a moment, because I am the only one who has nothing to be ashamed of. I am sad for the losses, because they aren’t worth the price that’s been paid. I wonder if they will ever notice?
I know the truth. God knows the truth. My friends, the real ones, know the truth. My family, the real ones, know the truth. And if they would only take a moment to cast their negatives aside, they, too, would know the truth. I am certain they already do. They won't find the validation they are looking for because it doesn't exist where they are looking. I don't need anyone's validation but I do want vindication. I deserve it.
There will come a day when this will all be over and I will breathe a sigh of relief. I will put it all behind me and finally be free to move on as far from the dark as I can get. After all, hasn’t it been said before, “The truth shall set you free”!
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