It’s okay to feel

There’s purpose in pain and anger.

No matter what life brings your way –

It’s your job to heal from all dismay.

Treacherous temptress 

She walked around with her head in tar-like 

Trauma-like

Gay-like

Bi-like

Lesbian-like

Artist-like

Pansexual.

Feel the rhythm of the beat of me.

I been going to therapy

And I

No longer

Obsessively log on to read doctors notes

Obsession is exhausting

But sometimes we can’t help it.

Hate you?

Hate me?

That was not me.

That was BPD.

Excuses. 

Healing feels like

Beating feels like 

Releasing feels like 

Confusion feels like 

Delusion feels like 

What the fuck am I doing all this for…?

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Growth and healing feels like a climb (not to be cliche, but it’s really how it feels to me). But this climb, if a mountain, is equipped with sliding rocks, slippery mud, and an occasional boulder testing me along me way to see if I really want to keep climbing.

I Came Out of the Shadows

I love how other healing people can afford to offer compassion and guidance. It helps to fine tune discernment that we all need. I remember making a funny joke in a therapy group recently about how we learn and embrace so many skills in therapy but can be easily frustrated when communicating with people who don’t embrace the tools themselves or acknowledge your growth. My poem “Wipe the World Off of Your Face” is a clever message to others and myself. We can’t carry around so much of the world with us. We have to find healthy ways to process, cope, and release things. And wipe the world off of our faces. Self-discovery is intense enough without absorbing other people and their… well, their bullsh*t!

Wipe the World Off of Your Face

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Jusjess Poetry – Writing My Way Into My Destiny

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