I am the granddaughter of alcoholics,
workaholics, schizophrenics, and religious zealots.
Yes, I’m a mess, but I’m working through it.
I’m not sticking my head in the clouds.
I am the daughter of narcissists,
toxic positivists, denialists, and evangelists.
Yes, I’m a mess, but I’m working through it.
I’m not sticking my head in the sand.
I am the great-great-great granddaughter of warriors,
conquerors, fighters, and survivors.
Yes, I’m a mess, but I’m working through it.
I’m fighting the battle within.
I won’t hurt other people
rather than deal with my pain.
I won’t keep hurting myself
to keep them from feeling their shame.
I am the mother of lovers,
believers, empathizers, and self-aware leaders.
This time around, I’m not passing it on.
Not without a fight.
We are the great-great-great grandparents of all
that we wish we could be,
a future our ancestors couldn’t have
imagined in their wildest dreams.
This time around, we’re not passing it on.
Not without fight.
Yes, we’re a mess, but we’re not giving up,
and that’s what our children will see.
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