Facing Truths

I am communicator,
a friendly invitation
from the unknown

But the subconscious
alights on the familial –
gathers sanctimonious,
moneyless, old, empty
terrors of dysfunction –
spits out shame
and rage.

Like it or not –
I am vulnerable.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

14 thoughts on “Facing Truths

  1. This moved me deeply, V.J. I’ve been contemplating the “subconscious messages” that niggle and disturb my peace. I’m very touched by the depth of emotion in just a few sort lines.

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  2. WOW, so good! You’ve described me too, and so succinctly 🙂 Among other things, it’s the communicator in you that I gravitated toward ❤

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