So, I had a rough go of the public education system. At 26, I am trying to recover and learn that I am not confined to the titles bestowed upon me by "them"...
I'm working hard to create new definitions for myself, of my own creation. I will need to spend much more time convincing myself, tricking my mind into focusing on what beauty I can find, create, cling to. Turning down "their" noise and turning up my music, my original song.
I discovered this poem by Shane Koyczan, which moved me to tears. I just wanted to share it here for those of you that have been hurt and are trying to see yourself in a new light. Love and peace to you...
(you can play the poem and read at the same time)