Strong

Our fight threw me off track.
Scared I never find my way back.

Out of that cold and dark place I once created in my mind.
That always is so easy to find.

Your words were like cuts.
It drove me nuts.

Yet they were so familiar,
and yet so far.

Sitting next to you in the car, I felt weak and alone.
A little attention felt like you threw me a bone.

A decade old Fear was controlling me.
The realization hit me.

Yes, I am choosing my life.
Yes, I am doing this without your adivce.
Yes, I am emotional.
Yes, I am not in need of your validation.
Yes, I am a trusted companion.
Yes, I am enough reason to be heard.
Yes, I am healing.
Yes, I am fighting for my well-being.
Yes, I am strong.

So for now just know this.
I'll love you always mother, but I love me more.