A room full of people, yet you stand alone…
A house full of humans you love and adore, and yet you feel like a stranger…
Dressed. Hair fixed. Make-up applied. Yet you stand in the corner, naked and afraid.
“These people love me. They care about my well being,” you tell yourself.
“Love you?!” the Voice inside your head scoffs. “Care about you? Ha! Tire of you, perhaps. Tolerate you, maybe.”
“We are family,” you retort. “Those are my friends. Of course I’m important to them.”
“Blood equals obligation,” whispers the Voice. “Friendship is superficial. As soon as you finally leave, relief will cause them to exhale the breath they’ve held in your presence.”
Shrink back in the corner. Blend into the couch. Hide in the bathroom. Lock yourself in your room.
Pressed in on every side by people, by fellow human beings, and yet you stand alone. The emptiness inside you doomed to remain void.
Save me…
But slap on a smile to show them!
I’m fine…
Because neediness is burdensome. Weakness a shame. Longing an annoyance.
Yet, like a loyal dog looking for its next beating, you still try to expose your vulnerable heart to those you long to feel close to. And then you learn it is not transparency they long for, but simplicity.
Save me…
“How are you?” they ask.
“I’m fine,” is truly the answer they desire.
Simple. Uncomplicated. Neat and tidy. No mess. No fuss. No worries.
Alone in the crowd you stand. Alone you remain. To believe in more is to ride a cycle of disappointment into infinite misery.
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Battered Souls have endured a lifetime of abuse: emotional, verbal, physical, sexual, or even all of the above. This leaves behind scars, some of which never truly heal. Although a Battered Soul may find the strength and courage to move forward in life and discover happiness, many times the voices of their scars whisper to them late at night. This is a detailed account of the whispering voices of one such Battered Soul. If you are a Battered Soul, I hope you may find strength in knowing you are not alone in your suffering.
” “I’m fine,” is truly the answer they desire.
Simple. Uncomplicated. Neat and tidy. No mess. No fuss. No worries.”
THIS!!!!!! Says it all ~ God knows I can relate!
Biggest hugs!!
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Definitely glad to know I’m not alone, although I am truly sorry you’ve had your own experiences with this feeling. 💙
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It’s always a little pain behind that “I’m fine” or “I’m okay” !! Great post!! ❤️
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Yes, indeed there is. Thank you so much for taking the time to reply!
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You’re welcome !! ❤️
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Wow…such a beautiful piece of writing, thank you for sharing this.
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it! Thanks so much for stopping by and taking the time to leave a comment.
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Alone does not have to mean lonely. It does not mean weak. Alone is strong, standing tall, independent, thinking for yourself not following the crowd.
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You bring up very good points. These are actually some of the things I learned through this journey. When I got to the point when I felt the most alone, I discovered just how strong I am. I finally felt tired of trying to be what others want me to be. And I started thinking for myself a lot more. It was such a hard time, but also a very freeing time.
Thank you for stopping by and sharing your thoughts! I really appreciate it!
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