Friend.
I didn’t think I’d ever know what that felt like.
I’ve been abandoned more times than I care to count.
I’ve felt the sting of loneliness.
And the quiet comfort of relying on the only person who never left.
I’ve known what it’s like to be abandoned.
For shame. For remorse. For anger. For fear…
And it made me scared.
It made me wear a mask of charm and joy…
Till the mask began to corrupt my heart, mind, and soul.
I felt every part of me torn away amidst these “friends”.
And then, I took it off. And they left. Every one of them.
And the mask tore away at the façade of flesh that lay beneath it…
And it hurt. And it scarred. And it burned.
I thought it would never stop…
And then, I took a deep breath.
And after years in the darkness, alone.
I showed my face. And found people who loved me…
As I was and as I am. Their friend. Their family.
Blood is thicker than water, but water… Malleable… Pure… Refreshing… And most of all… Healing.
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