You don’t have to have been in combat
– to have been fighting a war.
The first 20 years of my life were all about survival.
The war of severe child abuse.
The war of surviving child sexual abuse.
The war of emotional, psychological,
mental, verbal and physical abuse.
The war of surviving a psychopath
– who had killed a previous girlfriend.
The war of absolute captivity abuse.
As a child.
As a teenager.
Fighting to stay safe.
Fighting danger all around me.
I know now, why I have always been so emotional
when I hear songs that are about survival.
Fighting to stay alive.
Fighting to keep your siblings safe.
Trying to survive narcissists,
My empathy for those fighting to stay alive
…… is deep.
Because I know that battle.
I know that war.
There are people fighting in wars.
There are people fighting wars
in their own homes.
There are children fighting wars.