I chose to be born to very dynamic parents.In every way they represent everything that we strive for on this planet, and they succeeded. However, I also was born to two bullies. It is difficult to confront that I chose that dynamic on which to walk the earth,and I may have escaped into the hands of one instead of duel bullies, but now that I have been living with my parents again, there are days, as this one is, where the truth is such a slap in the face that it must be said aloud.
I must find solutions to my present status. I must. The things that occur to me seem to be getting more and more intense, and I have wondered, what next? My very presence seems to rankle, even though so much is asked of me that I do indeed do for the household and beyond.
My self esteem has been knocked about in this gilded cage called home. I have looked at this often. What do I do? What should my next step be?
Tonight I feel closer to the strength of standing up for myself in the way where I can say, I just need to make a move, it does not have to be a brilliant place, it does have to be good enough and safe enough for my little one. But recently, I began to say to myself, I motivate so many people, I have seen my energy take root in them and watched them blossom. It is now time for me to see that I too am a butterfly whose wings are made of the strongest stuff.