What do you do when you don’t know what to do? When all hurt is the same as before. Where are the listeners who are never here?
What do you do when the sadness prevails and clouds the vision of goodness in life?
Setting terms for continuing on must be made. Judgements will be made from actions of the past. I am not there, I’m here.
I have often tried to fix what I did wrong…to understand the why of it all. I’m not there, I’m here.
How can I see what I’ve done right? How can I trust the strength that’s been given me? Do I believe I can rise again? I’m not there, I’m here; finding my way through the shame of “I am not enough,” of “what am I doing here?”
I’m learning that failures are my teachers, that growth comes from not resisting pain. Most important: no matter whether I am frightened, have no determined goals, or can’t live your way…I am worthy of love.
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Written by Jean Williamson
