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Writer's pictureAlixx Black

MHA Poem 4: Therapy

THERAPY

The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new. -Socrates

The desire to speak to someone who isn’t invested in anyone else but me is strong

How it came to be that I needed a professional to help me change is unknown

Even though there’s plenty to think might put me on this path, far back from my past

Reasons that I long ago forgot, they stopped being memories and turned into bad habits

And even if I thought I was protecting myself from the ghosts of my trauma

People around me were really watching me self-destruct slowly until I saw it in myself

You know, I wonder if it would’ve made a difference if I’d chosen to do this sooner?

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