I shatter like a glass
Thrown into my past
Gripping the door in fear
I want to run, but to where?
I sink to the floor
I scream no more
Nobody hears me
Why can’t they see?
I am bruised misused
Totally confused
The past claws at me
I am never going to be free.
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That is your inner fear. The past cannot do anything anymore. Easy to say it, hard to live it
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Exactly, so hard to live it xx
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The past is a ghost that passes through. When it’s there, it’s frightening, intrusive and all too present. Once it dissipates, it ultimately has done little lasting damage as it is only a ghost of what was. I am truly sorry you are going through this, but the past shall always haunt us, and despite the misery, it is worth noting that it is a good thing. You SURVIVED that past. You rose above, moved on, left what caused that pain behind. It comes back, yes, but I think it’s a good thing (for me). Putting me back into those moments, although terrifying and painful, reminds me of who and what I really am. It’s a reminder to be more than what anyone else expects me to be, to respect myself above everything else, and recognize I AM better, brighter, stronger than I ever believed back then. Yeah, it sucks, but for as much as the reminder sucks, I am equal and opposite amazing, and sometimes I start to forget. The past comes forth in those lapsed moments and smacks me in the head and says “no, you’re amazing! Remember!!!!” And then after I finally wipe my eyes, I DO remember.
The ghost can’t hurt you, but it can remind you never to go back to that moment in time, it can remind you how amazing you are, it can show you your worth. So let the emotions come (it’s a thank you to the ghost for showing you the light the only way it’s noncorporial existence can), then as a thank you to yourself for rising above, hold your head high and remember who and what you are and have become.
You, are stronger and better than your past led you to believe. Your ghosts see it and follow you because you deserve to remember how amazing you are. So, remember when you were who you didn’t want to be, feel the pain of it, but ultimately you will remember who you are now, and you will rock this world once more!
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Aww thanks, Marla! I am so lucky to have friends like you reading, and cheering me on, I thank you! Xoxo
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Nothing to thank me for. My ghosts told me to tell your ghosts “hey! ‘sup?” So I guess they might be friends too 😂
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Yes, they are friends of mine, friends of all of me 🙂
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My ghost just tipped its noncorporial hat to you with a smirk-grin. I think it has a crush on you 😂
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😂😂😂
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You are becoming more and more free as you talk about things. Hugs!
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Thank you, hugs 🌹🤗
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