Pieces of my heart

There is a storm inside me A battle between the child I once was Hurt, afraid, feeling unloved and unworthy And the women I want to be So powerful, with her soul on fire it shines so fucking bright So happy you can feel her energy a thousand miles away How do I defeat you, screams the women ? Let me go whispers the child and Be here now

I’m sitting in the darkness but I’m surrounded by light. I’ve always had this inner voice telling me I was not worthy of love. For a year this voice grew louder, telling me every fucking moment I was worthless. This voice grew so loud it prevented me from hearing anything else. I reached the point where panic attacks and anxiety were part of my daily routine. This voice is called depression. And depression is a fucking bitch. So i’m sitting here in the darkness, knowing there is light but not being able to reach it. Trying to be patient and navigating these dark waters until I can emerge, stronger, more authentic and happier.  -November 2017-