Let me be the spectacle if my journey can touch the lives of others. 

It’s a wonder how many with a diagnosis

Can actually be genius if they fully  tap into their capabilities 

The very quirky labels not of the norm for society

I’ll be the ring leader of the circus 

The wildest of the packs in the menagerie

Exhibit A 

Exhibit B

Far from the stereotypical clown

Cliche how what goes up must come down

I’ll expose my own flaws 

In an effort to heal, not to gloat 

I mean life hits hard

But truth is the antidote.

Life is a journey 

Healing is a process.

There is no convenient hour of the night or day

In which to firmly state 

“Okay I am perfectly healed, and okay.”

For there is a fine line 

Between many things:

Growth / Patterns

Survivor / Victim

Good Heart / Doormat

Blaming / Accountability 

LOVE / HATE.

And if, at times you find

Yourself pacing those lines,

Teetering from one side to another,

It’s okay. 

We are all human at the end of the day.

Take your time, and do this part YOUR way.

The thought process that I recognize and now release:

“I know that my feelings are a major inconvenience, but as I am in deep thought, I must know: what do I add of value to your life?”

My internal voice:

• I must be strong. Always. And stay on guard. 

• I cannot have emotions and vulnerability here.

And along your journey, keep being you,

You happy-go lucky, positive vibe, you. 

You stubborn yet determined to succeed, you.

You fairy tale encapsulated dream, you.

You.

Don’t allow any of it to turn you ugly,

Outside or within.

You hopeless romantic  but now with 

Healthy boundaries, you.

You more centered more calm, 

More balanced you.

You don’t hold a grudge 

But refuse to take repeated missteps, you.

Keep being YOU.