He will stay here, and he will taunt me and he will hurt me.
And it is as scary and as paimful now as it was then...
But I will deal with it.
Even if it means remaining frozen in this chair until the sun comes up.
I will not "reach" out - or "ask" anyone for anything!!!
Ever!
Ever!
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I "hope you can understand that these are my limits and boundaries".
I will not ask for "love" or "support" ~ in the face of expected abandonment...I will make the choice to 'deal with it" now - alone!
I will just sit here - frozen in this hell - until the sun comes up.
But tomorrow morning, when the sun does break in the East- I will once again put on the mask and walk on sunshine.
Tomorrow morning as I walk by the receptionist in the lobby on the way to my office, hiding my bloodshot eyes behind my Kate Spade sunglasses as I carry a grande triple shot latte designed to wake me up from another long night of no sleep...in a business suit and heels, smiling from ear to ear, I will say what I say every morning, "Good morning, Sunshine! I am living the dream! Couldn't be better if I was twins! Every day is a gift!"
And I will hide behind that mask because it's safe.
And because I understand that no one will ever accept the Grace behind the mask.
That's okay - it's all ok....Every day is a gift....
Every night is a total nightmare complete with demons and monsters invading every orifice of me...
But every day - every day is a gift
I was designed more for public than for private, you know.
I am living the American Dream....
Every single day is a gift.
I think you might consider making a voodoo doll of the man whore and beating the holy fuck right out of it. Then you can send it to me and I'll set the son of a bitch on fire (cock first, of course).
ReplyDeleteI love you Rambo...it is Rambo I'm writing too, yes?
ReplyDeleteXOXOXO!!! Grace
You know me so well. I'd say that makes me one lucky mofo. And I love you, too.
ReplyDeleteAh...and you "accept" me even though I'm a kick ass polyvore artist? How sweet of you :-)
ReplyDeleteI accept everything you are. And it's not sweet of me, it's my privelege.
ReplyDeleteStop it...i've cried enoug today - people will think I've had an allergic reaction to something tomorrow at work!
ReplyDeleteI use that excuse, too. I also put Preparation H on my eye-bags!
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