Sunday, February 21, 2016

I remember

When my brother was taken from me
when it hurt so much just to open my eyes
I remember
when my parents were my enemies
when I would do anything to feel
I remember
when scars became secrets
when friendship became a competition
I remember
when I would find attention from anyone
when I was so far gone, you couldn't get me off the bathroom floor
I remember
when demons crawled into my brothers room
the torture of others feelings ingrained in my soul
I remember
wishing I wouldn't wake up
when I tried to make that happen
I remember 
screaming into my pillow
writing help notes on my floor
I remember

I remember when I prayed for help
I remember when I asked for help
I remember when I drove with my father and brother to help
I remember the front desk as if it were yesterday
I remember being so excited that the pain might go away
I remember hugging my brother for the last time
I remember encouraging words
I remember support from older teens
I remember when I was told I was not alone

I remember my therapist
My partner in crime
I remember the food I ate
I remember the words I heard
I remember when I learned to love myself 
I remember when my world changed forever

I remember when my past defined me
I remember when it didn't
                                                                          

11 comments:

  1. Like a shard of glass thats fallen into my scrapbook. This means so much. I remember.

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  2. I love how this ends, especially. Most of the time, when people write about their depressing pasts, they leave it on a somber note: unresolved. Thank you for finishing your story, for changing this post from something sad into something inspirational.

    Love you, fondly & forever.
    - Emily

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  3. wow. ive experienced some major losses in my life and this was moving.

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  4. Thank you for writing this, thank you for being open and honest and sharing. I admire you so much. I do I do.

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