Nostalgic

Today as I was talking to a friend of mine, I started to look through old Facebook photos, and saw how far gone I was 4 years ago. I was 208 Lbs, going through postpartum depression, and being verbally slammed by my mom on a daily basis. she put a huge wedge in my trust for my husband too, got my oldest to not want me at all. Getting her out of my life was a late decision, the hardest and best one I ever made too.

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Realizing times have passed,

of feelings that should of last.

Difficulties of letting go,

only scars I can not show.

No doubt in my mind,

of my future I will find.

Passions driving me to change,

even people find it strange.

I am not the same person,

I have learned my lessons.

Trusting the wrong people,

showing their souls are of the devil.

Learning to be on my own,

to comfort myself when I am down.

Clarity, With possibility,

That I do not need stability.

Tattoos with meaning,

stories and meaning showing.

Judgments are your denial,

to drink the potion in its vial.

Poisonous words no longer hurt,

this will be my new start.

Steps in the right direction,

time for me to wake up.