My cup was always half empty
In fact, it was bone dry
I would carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
And held onto resentments the size of boulders
I turned to drugs seeking absolution
That was until I started searching for different solutions
Instead of blaming everyone else and started taking responsibility for myself
I started practising more gratitude
Which helped shape my attitude
I’ve learned that I was my own worst critic
And that nobody cared more than me
I stopped listening to everyone else
And instead, I started to listen to myself
I cried oceans of tears
Before I started addressing my own fears
I learned to sit with uncomfortable feelings
Until I worked out their meanings
I learned how to connect all the dots
After untangling my thoughts
I’ve learned from my past mistakes
And figured out how to bounce instead of break
After years of thinking I was mad and eccentric
I now realise that I was just being authentic
Nowadays I go through life at my own pace
Instead of treating it like a race
I no longer see my past as being depressing
And take each lesson learned as a blessing
I’ve learned there are no guarantees in life
And none of us is immune from stress or strive
If I start feeling depressed
I remind myself how much I have progressed
I now no longer fear the unknown
Because I have emotionally grown
And after years of self-doubt
I no longer feel like the odd one out
#Shithappens
It’s how you deal with or respond to it that counts
Great Poem!
why thank you Steve
I absolutely love this poem, and can really relate to it. It made me think and smile! And feel hopeful…..thank you xxx PS you don’t know me, but we met briefly at the Hygge cafe last summer when I was with Louise Po9tter 🙂
Ahh jane that’s lovely and yes I do remember you x
Tracey! I bloody love it. I resonate with it all, I think I’m just at the hump bit now, of accepting the past and myself for who I am. Hopefully I’ll get to the being totally authentic stage soon! Lots of love.
Glad to hear it