I giggle at the absurdity of my efforts
Why do I try to fit in with people I don’t like?
Like my racist family, or my manipulative patients who mirror in my professional life the horrors of my personal life, recreating the dynamic of my childhood and toxic relationships with exes
I have a habit of keeping myself safe, my survival instinct is strong, so I play along
But basta, ya- enough already
I only wish that their threats of suicide were real
That may sound cold, but that’s how I feel
This script is getting old, I want a new reel
I wonder how they’d fare on a desert island like me
No one to react to their drama, would they sit silently under a tree?
Growing up there was always a crisis at home
How lovely to realize
There is nothing wrong
Liberation is hard-won, yet occurs in an instant
I hope you catch it before you are nonexistent
♥️
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