It should
1 min readFeb 11, 2020
It should make me more confident; but it doesn’t
I should be proud; but I’m not sure I am
It should give me hope for the future; but that still feels foggy
I’m finding my feet, always finding my feet
Being human, being alive — just feeling is hard
It is internal, these feelings, this shame
It creeps up on me, makes itself known, pushes me down
To be open is to be vulnerable; shame stops you in your tracks
The chains slowly fall away — too slow
I can only chip away, paitiently chip away
Human bonds can break the shame
It is the only way
Humanity lets authenticity flourish and peels away the shame
