Control

When I was a child, I just wanted someone to see me.  I wanted someone to see all my pain and shame and to really see inside.  I wanted to feel like I didn’t have to hide it.  I just wanted to feel like I was alright.

I am unraveling all the wrongs that were done to me and it is just so difficult.  I don’t know how to navigate through the pain.  It is overwhelming.

I don’t want to be mad at him anymore, but I just don’t know what else to feel.  I want to move on but can’t.  I’m not stuck; I’m where I’m supposed to be.  It is out of my control.