That to me is what makes us human.
We learn to live with these imperfections, we have no other choice.
We have to carry on.
I am learning my biggest imperfection is not who I am
but what I am.
It hurts to know that is what others see when they look at me.
It is what they use against me. It is what they say when they describe me.
I cannot change my past, which has given me the labels I bear today.
single mom, unemployed, worthless.....
So what do I do with these things, when I am reminded of them every day, as what is wrong me.
That is a matter in which I am still learning to deal with, I guess.
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