My eyes are swollen from the river of tears that have been flowing down my cheek. The traces of the salty tears are the evidence of my pain. As I quickly wipe them away or try to cover them up I realize my pain is much deeper than a physical pain. Mine is emotional and mental.
I sit and suffer in silence. You can’t see where someone may have hit me, or that a diagnosis states that there is an obvious thing that needs medication for. However, if you take a moment to look in my eyes, listen to my heart, and really see me it’s there. It’s behind every laugh, every word of encouragement, every moment I choose to love others more than myself.
Progress, you are doing a deep clean in areas that I have never wanted to really deal with. Areas that I wanted to put back in the creases of my mind and pretend they are forgiven and forgotten.
Progress, you are making me evaluate what I believe, value, and how I will ever act. Progress, please help me see you what I usually don’t see. Help me feel only things are true reflections of where I am going and help me to remember.
Progress, help me let go of the hurt, resentment, and anger that I have let fester knowingly and unknowingly.
I patiently await each step to become free, until then Progress take me by the hand and guide me.
with unconditional love,