Intimacy
...so I again positioned myself, head on shoulder. Face toward neck, as if I was waiting for him to read me a bedtime story.
Ties that Bind
I’ve spent the past FOUR years TipToe N in My Jawdinz around HER feelings and HER schedule trying to build a relationship with HER children, like Buddha’s sister had with me.
This D!©k Ain’t Freeeeee
She wanted him & all the disrespectful ways he learned from my father and I guess his indirectly. I wanted to ask him "Would you want someone talking to me like that?" But I was afraid of what he might answer.
Biased
Only thing I had of my Daddy’s was his face and some days even that’s too much.
Perspective
It’s funny how we grew up in different homes in different states with different mothers and still essentially ended up the same person.
Lies Little Girls Believe
Except when those daddies don't become better men, those little girls feel like their magic is broken.
Insecurities
Every day I've had to remind myself that I am enough, and even though my father never appreciated it, I cannot let that stop me from appreciating myself.