A poem which I wrote during my research- The deeply painful realization. My attempt to summarize, encapsulate my experience- If I am not "needed"- then who am I?
Cut free who am I?
where is my purpose now?
what function do I have?
I am obsolete
discarded
lost
wandering
hurt
I was not enough
am not enough
I am a shell
fragile
constructed by other peoples needs
who needs me now?
no one
then I no longer exist.
(Poem- “Cut free who am I?" 03/17)
Cut free who am I?
where is my purpose now?
what function do I have?
I am obsolete
discarded
lost
wandering
hurt
I was not enough
am not enough
I am a shell
fragile
constructed by other peoples needs
who needs me now?
no one
then I no longer exist.
(Poem- “Cut free who am I?" 03/17)