Prompt: Write about one thing you did today

I joined this group. I joined this group because I am seeking release of my words again. Because my writing has been used against me, and that fear makes writing hard. There are so many words and thoughts and feelings that want to explode from my hand onto the page, but the fear overwhelms them. A gigantic boulder casting a long shadow and keeping the words hidden. Staying safe, but killing me all the same.

Progress:

My words have been used against me,

But I’ll raise them to the light.

I’ll live in fear no longer,

I’m again ready for the fight.

Catharsis:

Writing is saving my life. It doesn’t matter that I’m not the best writer, it matters that I have stories living inside me that need to be free, and that I can share these stories in my own unique voice. There have been people I have loved that sold me manipulation in place of vulnerability, that needed to keep me small so they could feel big. I have been emotionally broken and beaten. I have been burned; time and time and time again. But the burned often rise from the ashes like the phoenix. Forged in the fires of the hell that others wrought. Made stronger, not weaker. I have grown through the trials; I have gained strength through the tribulations. And I will no longer live in fear.

So, thank you for the stories. They are mine and I will tell them in my clearest, strongest, beautifully imperfect voice. No longer do I seek validation for I know my feelings are valid. Each word I write, each story I share is an affirmation: I am worthy. I am healed. I am risen. And I write.