It was always there
- Teresa Streit
- Oct 10, 2022
- 1 min read
I never knew what it was.
It made me do things.
It made me get up.
It made me be quiet.
It made me value myself.
It made me find a better way.
It made me become me.
It made me pack away things.
It made me know about Jesus.
It made me hold my tears.
It made me hold the questions.
It made me disconnect.
It made me hurt people.
It made me love people.
It made me leave chapters behind.
It made me leave people.
It made me step into rooms alone.
It made me apologize.
It made me withdraw.
It made me seek counseling.
It made me stop counseling.
It made me find my husband.
It made me find Mom's grave.
It made me reconnect with family.
It made me seek answers.
It made me a perfectionist.
It made me fail on purpose.
It made me be a good friend.
It made me compassionate.
It made me a mother.
It made me broken hearted.
It made me independent.
It made me learn.
It made me remember.
It made me unpack things.
It made me reach out.
It made me ask questions.
What is it?
Survival
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