Love lost. Freedom Gained

A lost unloved girl. After 7 years I wrote about it.

It's been 7 years since the day I had enough.
I had enough of some man telling me how to live.
Enough of living unhappily because it pleased others.
I'm not an angel, I shouldn't try to be.
I had enough of someone using me for my body.
I refused to be treated like an object.
The cuts that came from leaving are still there beneath the scars.
I lost my mother. I lost my father.
Not by death but by being cast out.
I shrug it off like it does not bother me.
Yet when holidays come around, my anniversary, and just regular days I feel the pain.
You hurt me. I can't tell you this dear mother. Why? Because it would hurt you.
Why do I give a f**k? I don't know.
The fairy tale of having a loving mother and father is just that to me.
In my mind I grew up with a wonderful and loving father.
Not an abuser, pervert or an a*****e.
I grew up with a mother who was strong, independent, and confident.
Not beaten and battered.
But 7 years later I am a mother two wonderful children.
They have a father who is wonderful and loving.
I hope they see a mother who is what I wanted.
For them I will try. For me they are enough.

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[Eagle Cruagh]

"For me they are enough".
But, they (the kids) are not enough.
You are probably wiser and smarter than your
mother and your father, you are a wonderful example
to them. Go after them and show them what love is,
because they apparetnly never learned. You are so
much bigger than that. You have a lot to give.
Give it a whirl---- what could you lose ?

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Eagle Cruagh]

I do not have the vocabulary to
do this writing justice.
It is incredible and the writer is the
most promising artist I have read in ages.
Thank you,
----- Eagle Cruagh