I wish I had listened more closely to the small, quiet, innocent, voice of light within my own child-like spirit, instead of the cacophonous, bellowing of darkness that often surrounded.and threatened to crush me. If I had only known my own worth. If I had only known my own strength. But "If Only" is a wasteland filled with the sharp edged rubble of regret and I refuse to loiter there. I have found who I am, and where I exists now is a place of wonder and freedom.
(in less poetic terms...I should have told more people to F*CK off.)
Wish i'd used some kind of ear protection when we cut our winter supply of firewood with a buzzsaw. Most likely cause of my hearing impairment. That was when I was in my early teens actually.
This post was edited by Kittigate at June 27, 2019 1:54 AM MDT