My dad gave me a sense of humor & his nose,
my mom gave her chin & optimism.
I’m somewhere between
his realism & her mysticism.
I have their defense mechanisms,
mannerisms,
& probably more isms.
When I was shy & small,
I inherited both of their shells
but shy becomes awkward as an adult
so I’m a party turtle now,
fun loving & social
but wanting to disappear
into my own home.
into my own home.
I poke my head out
& check the weather,
hoping to improve myself
because I am the love
I give & take,
animated by
I give & take,
animated by
the energy I create,
passed on to whoever I make,
whoever let’s me into
their space or experience.
.Laura Curren.
The pharmacist said it was like a forest fire
& whichever medication I choose
won't bring back the burnt trees
but it will fight about 30-60% of the flames.
I can't get my trees back?
It’s a strange thing to be told my body
is working against me.
It’s a strange thought to wonder if I gave this to myself
from doubt & worry & stress,
self sabotaging or blaming the wrong things
or too many beauty products or microwaved meals,
who knows.
or too many beauty products or microwaved meals,
who knows.
I think in some ways I’ve always avoided myself
so this was a rude physical reminder
that my time gets eaten by those who don’t offer
transparency to me,
transparency to me,
That wrestling my self doubt is actually won
by asking why it’s there.
by asking why it’s there.
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