Stigma

Bordering on the fine line between neuroses and psychoses

Raw and exposed,

I find myself in the midst of what I wanted to avoid

Wrapped in deep layers of stigma and fear

I find my deepest source of strength

In the things that have driven my highest and lowest actions and thoughts

No longer spiraling, I can take a moment to breathe and look up

Grateful for the hands that reach out to me when I couldn’t find the strength or dignity to reach first

Still fearful, I look to the moment and pay attention to each thought

And share what I can, when I can

To illuminate the path out of this hell

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