Setting Intentions
March 2023 Slice of Life challenge
I am not free. I am well aware that I am not free. It’s because of this awareness that I know my soul has been devoured, mutilated and spit out. It barely lingers inside me anymore. I’m not sure, has it withered away? Is there anything left there worth saving? If it isn’t already, soon it will be gone. My body while still visible is merely a thin shell, only for appearances.
I am not free. Someone else owns me. I no longer belong to myself. I guess that’s okay if I am no longer really myself. I proceed through each day with someone else’s evil agenda guiding me. I lost the will to fight against it. I have no choices. I don’t know what’s on the other side but I’m thinking that this is hell.
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Wow… you leave me worried and wondering. Is this a cry for help, and if so, please reach out to someone or a hotline. Is this an empathic exercise with a soldier from Ukraine? Is this about race, about abuse, about exhaustion? Please know you are in a caring community here but we are not enough. Ask for what you need.
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rotha
3/13/2022 06:27:22 pm
Thank you for your kind words and for reaching out. This comes from a place that was temporary and I am no longer there. Whew.
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