The burden of being placed into the foster care system will always be something that I will carry with me. Just when I think I’ve got it together, I am reminded of the dreadful situation in which i’ve had to endure in order to get me where I am today.
I tell myself over and over again that I am kind, I am patient, and I am strong.
What am I supposed to tell myself on the days that seem to be more tough than usual?
I am kind, I am patient, and I am strong.
Gone are the days that burden me with heartbreak.
Gone are the days in which I blame myself.
Now is the time to peel myself back up from the floor and stand tall.
I have carried so much heartache, heartbreak, confusion, and anger inside of me.
Now is the time to carry happiness, and to share the light inside me that I know will bright.
I know there’s a fire in me waiting to light, but I feel so numb, so broken, so desensitized. When will the time come for me to overcome this era?
I am kind. I am patient. I am strong.