All the pain of not feeling loved.
All the pain of not feeling seen.
It’s visiting now
Because it can.
Because it’s finally safe enough.
Before it’s been pushed aside,
Rationalized,
Spiritualized,
Bypassed,
Covered with food and wine,
Drowned in distractions.
It was too much.
I couldn’t know that
From there.
But now
Here
It’s clearer.
It’s ok.
There is time.
There is space.
There is kindness in my own heart
For my own heart.
And so this pain visits.
It doesn’t have to stay.