Hurts so bad

When it hurts so bad you have a hard time getting out of bed.  

Life.  

People. 

Wow!  I get so tired always attempting to explain myself.  Every day seems like I know that I will be fighting to be heard.  There are so many reasons to laugh and to smile.  

So, why is it that just being me on a day to day basis often consists of folks taking me for a joke?

I have always thought I was in the wrong place with the wrong set of people.  

I always felt... well misunderstood.  



I have no problem sharing me, my talents and my gift of laughter with others until that is the depth of how I am either maltreated or mis-respected.  Yeah, mis-respected. Not necessarily simply disrespected, but a combination of hurt, humiliation and emotional pain.




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