Fragmenting

I am fragmenting and the pain is deep.
I watch helpless as I feel another piece of my being disintegrate.
There are parts of me over here and parts of me over there.
Some parts I have freely given, others have been wrenched from me.
I’m gasping, grasping for wisdom.
Painful, hurtful, helpless, sick to my stomach.
Am I imploding, exploding of simply dissolving?
I’d cry out but you can’t help me.
Words won’t fix this!

Fruitbat

Fragmenting

Dear sweet Batties

I know that some of you have connected in a beautiful way with my journey. For you dear souls, I ask that you don’t worry, as I have a strong support system. There will be a few more particularly deep, possibly quite disturbing blog posts and I’ve wondered about posting them. But this is my journey, sometimes life brings joy and sometimes deep lessons. I have learnt that it is through the lessons that I grow. So I’ll see you on the other side soon.
For those of you who are identifying with me right now, remember to, just b-r-e-a-t-h-e!

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