Learning to Love Myself

This, was a process that took, oh, around TWENTY-SEVEN years to finally “finish”, but hey, who’s counting???

Learning to love myself, it wasn’t easy, because of the feedbacks about me I’d gotten from those who were, closest to me, who were supposed to love me, but never had (and I’m still OKAY with that!!!).

because I’m the only one who’ll always, hold myself tight, NOT my art!

Learning to love myself, was not that hard, I just had to, overcome the shocking TRUTH of my own abuse in the childhood years, and, trust me when I say, that I was, SHOCKED all right! As those long-forgotten memories came flying back into my mind (and no, they still WEREN’T “implanted” back in 2008 either!!!), I’d, reexperienced everything that my body, my mind, and my psyche was, put through, it took, ‘bout TWO whole years, after I’d learned about the truth of things since 2008, to finally, be okay, not counting up ALL the years since those “monsters” started, coming AFTER me.

Learning to love myself, how can I, huh? How, can I love me? When you, my parents, those who “made” me (hello, as it still takes a SPERM, plus an OVUM to make a baby here???) couldn’t even, as you weren’t, raised, with the wrong kinds of love, not to mention, the betrayals I’d experienced, for his ex-wife’s sake, because she FAILED to show her anger toward that LOSER, DEADBEAT father of mine’s infidelity toward her.

And so, learning to love me again (or rather, for the very first time, was NO easy feat!), but, after I’d endured through the fires from those GATES of my hell, gotten burned all over my skin, becoming, CHARCOALED and TORCHED up, I finally, got my brand new layer of, freshly grown-in-skin here.

not my photograph…

And now, I love me, because I can’t count on anybody else to, besides, everything outside (of my physical presences) is too unstable, changing from second to second, and so yeah, I chose, to LOVE me, because I deserve it!!!