Author: madeleinewithtea
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I don’t know where to begin As my mind has been going in circles What came first? The chicken or the egg? A circle has no end or beggining One is connected to the other Never a period of pause. Never a moment of respite. There are stories that people write. About broken jaws and […]
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I am that good girl your mother talks about. The one who wipes the house shiny, pays her bills on time, and grows tiny house plants. I am that good girl who people accommodate. The one who takes no space, says sorry a hundred times, and keeps her mouth shut. I am that good girl […]
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There is so much toxic positivity going around, everywhere I see. “Make mistakes and learn from it.” “Face a failure and grow from it.” Why should an unfavorable incident be a source of self improvement? Also, what is this obsession with growth! What if mistakes happen, failures happen, and nothing good ever comes out of […]
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Affirmations I have trouble expressing my rights, worth, or love for myself. It feels like I am lying to the world. I am pulled into a whirlwind of shame. “You are fooling everyone. Of course you are not human. You deserve nothing. It’s only a matter of time before everybody find out.” Sounds so alien […]
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A couple of months ago I woke up in the middle of the night unable to breathe. My heart was beating so fast, I could hear it in my ears. I felt a huge wave of heat pass through my body like I was burning myself from the inside out. I thought I was going […]
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In a recent therapy session, my therapist asked me to differentiate between the people I allow into my home and the people I allow into my heart. This question baffled me. How can one differentiate the two! How can I let someone into my home who is not already in my heart? After hours of […]
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I read those words and thought about you I believe your knife wasn’t all that sharp… or was it? I don’t remember. Or I’d rather forget. A long knife – shimmered with gold So blunt – yet I managed to bleed. The carpet is soaked crimson My stomach is folded into crisp sheets My limbs […]