To Whom it May Concern:
Um, hi.
So…
Excuse me, I don’t mean to intrude
I dreamt about releasing control in the spirit of gratitude
Whilst I am still growing I must work to balance my mood
Well truthfully that kind of work is lifelong, otherwise I’m screwed
Wait, I can’t start this letter in a negative tone, let my fix my attitude
I no longer want to be viewed
As this lewd
Rude
Person that is not worthy of being known,
And while I long to be valued I don’t have this worry when I’m alone
And it’s tricky, this in-between place
Because society will have me thinking that I am a disgrace
For wanting to know a little more about the history of certain values
For wanting to know why at 35 I still long to give clues
To people who love me
Of things they know not about
I’ve got the tools, these new tools,
But the clues
Don’t excuse
Any unhealthy things I have done.
Last night I was stuck on Google again,
Reading about my complex diagnoses,
That kinda vigorous research
Left me feeling a little hopeless
But what I woke up with today
I was left with in a dream:
She said, “Well, have you learned your lesson?”
Among many other things.
And with that I release trying to control so much as I gratefully take in all lessons along a difficult journey. What a blessing.

Thank you for reading. Stick around to read my poem “Show yourself, Grace.”
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