Free for a minute – Creative writing

I realized today,

that perhaps

the best gift

I could ever get

is a few minutes of freedom.

Just a little bit of time,

free of the overwhelming expectations,

rules,

judgements,

bad assumptions,

blame,

or guilt

that occupies,

every minute,

every day,

every night.

 

Freedom to be me as I am.

Freedom to feel like I do.

Freedom to do want I want.

Freedom to say what comes to mind.

Freedom to go wherever I want.

Freedom to be with whoever I want.

Freedom to have my opinion.

Freedom from guilt about things that aren’t my fault.

Freedom from shame for things that happened, things I did and mostly things I didn’t do.

Freedom from false judgement.

Freedom to look like I do.

Freedom to exist.

 

Maybe this is too hard to explain,

how could you ever understand

my desperate want,

maybe need,

to be free

to just be me

as I am,

naturally,

and still,

be accepted,

wanted,

and have a place in the world.

 

Submitted by Julie to be published under, It’s Time To Get Honest, name.

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