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Kill It…

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Summary:
Heard the phrase & was apparently triggered by it...end result was a musing...

“what doesn’t kill you…

makes you stronger”

or so they say 

it might be true

but I’ll tell you what I think

it sounds like an abuser’s excuse

as usual…shifting the blame…

to you

 

ya know what else it creates?

scars that never heal

fears that never weaken

triggers unseen…

sneaking up when everything seems okay

proving yet again…

nothing is really safe

 

it burns memories best forgotten…

into permanent imagery

making it impossible to trust our sight

as damage overlays reality…

or is it the other way around?

 

thoughts that spin forever…

stuck on the last option…

too frozen to make a decision

because instincts are muted

leaving us…uprooted

nothing solid to stand on

 

it locks us in isolation…

teaching us how to exist alone

believing somehow we’re tainted

we must be…right?

nobody else seems…broken…like this

 

I’d like to retire that quote…

ban it for all time…

it’s meant to appease the conscience…

of those who really have none

& benefits none of the innocent

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  1. That phrase neglects something; It hides the trauma that stirred the mantra to be uttered. It doesn’t really make you stronger. It makes you “on guard”.
    Your words ring true, Willow. Let it out and stand proud of it.

    • It’s reminiscent of “suck it up, buttercup” to me. They do the abusing & then try to say they’re doing us a favor by “toughening” us up. Scar tissue is just as sensitive…just that nothing grows there anymore. Thank you, Styxian

  2. Amazing work, Willow. I find myself blushing and cursing myself for never looking at that slogan from this point of view. I gave no thought of that phrase being anything more than absurd for its stupidity. Not that I never knew the pain — or felt it from my father’s hand, or saw it when my mother lay upon the floor with one leg jutting outward at an odd angle. I think I preferred to ignore it, not from shame or ignorance, but because the pain is still there, buried deep within my mind, still sticking in the knife. Thank you for this.

    • This is why I write. Because those images haunt. And everyday nonsensical phrases take on different weight when you look at them from the other side. I can never not be fractured. I’m a complete kaleidoscope but if I can draw light to bits and pieces, make people see differently, than maybe someone else won’t experience it later that day. Or they might recognize the truth in what is being said and know they’re not alone in feeling it. We don’t change the world in leaps and bounds, we change it in moments and inches. But it does change. Thank you, FlatDaddy

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