Ten years I held it all in.
Ten years no one knew my pain.
Ten years negativity nibbled at my soul while others used the experience against me.
Yet I found friendships.
Yet people showed me I was not alone.
Yet real people saw the betterment of my health.
Secrets about snakes, wallockers, assaults.
Secrets that only my creator, my therapist and I knew about.
Secrets that were hidden deep within.
Secrets I shared after not having the courage before.
It is not in me to withdraw.
It is not in me to curl up and die.
It is not in me to let my soul cry out.
It is not in me to be a doormat.
I will no longer give you the power to control me to the point that I try and take my own life again while helping you take care of yours.