On Shame

August 31, 2011

 

This is not my shame.

(It is yours.)

I have borne it for far too long,

and it has grown bigger than myself,

A bezoar of self-loathing, bitterness, and fear.

For this is not my shame.

(It is yours.)

It has festered in me, born of your lies,

your supposed sins against her. Against yourself.

Why will you not own it?

For this is not my shame.

(It is yours.)

A secret that started, before I was born,

held in trust, while you

tried to move beyond it.

For this is not my shame.

(It is yours.)

I do not want it any longer.

Take it. Take it back.

I can bear it no more.

It has grown too heavy for this one person. Alone.

This is not my shame.

(Nor is it yours.)

A surprising twist to a fairy tale…

One cannot own that which was never real.


Want to learn more about shame? Check out the amazing Brené Brown.

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