Anymore

A classmate publicly attacked my looks ... My usual tears did not come

Maybe I am not that effected girl any more

Ripped Awning

I have listened to a lot of boring people in the name of male  approval...

This annoying need hung over me like a ripped awning flapping in the wind

Starting to release my remaining human shreds of male approval has made me
sort of excited

Man in the Mirror

Every morning, my manager plays "Man in the Mirror" sung by Michael Jackson..,
I use it as an opportunity to reflect on my goals.. Asking myself in what ways
I want to be better .., do better ..,

Every Color

I am outgrowing a man..... Phasing out daily communication.., I decided not to engage

in certain habits of escape .... I want to be alert for every color of my grief

Pieces of Art

A woman was describing her work-outs.... Looking at her friend, she proclaimed:

"Bodies are pieces of art"

Feed

I asked my parents a lot of questions ... Ranging from their song to the operation of their plumbing

My parents lost their marbles at the same time.... Frequently, a memory will trigger a question about their view of an experience

Dad, were you mortified when you bought me tampons? Were you on autopilot when you were at
counter?

Mom, how did you survive your father's dementia?

Feed your curiosity about your family with questions

Daily

Daily, I am training myself to like something about myself as easily as finding a quality to loath
about myself