Don’t show them your drawing
They’ll find the mistakes, compare it to what’s already on the fridge or that Picasso we saw on the field trip last year. Third grade is no excuse; third degree.
Don’t ask them how you look
They’ll find the bump in your pony, the hole in your sock which is already inside your shoe, which are too tight and have a scuff. They’ll see that too. You look tired. Did you even brush your teeth?
Don’t tell them you’re hungry or full
They’ll decide you’re too big, small, selfish, greedy, a bottomless pit, picky. Comparing your plate to everyone with more or less deserving than you, making it impossible to taste or swallow past the lump in your throat.
Don’t offer your opinion even when they ask
They’ll decide their ideas, experiences, thoughts and preferences are superior while simultaneously highlighting why everything that comes out of your mouth is misspelled, incorrect, stupid, dismissible, toxic, lesser, silly, incoherent, impossible and wrong.
Don’t smile or cry
They’ll tell you why you don’t have the right to be either happier than them or sad for no reason. If at all possible erase your face entirely so as not to be accused of making any contribution to disturbing their existence.
Don’t sing
Your song is wrong. Having a good signing voice is an insult. Shrieking like a cat in heat; humiliation.
Don’t pursue a career
They’ll be dissatisfied with every choice deciding for you, the challenge is either too great or insufficient bragging fodder. Yes your life is nothing more than fertilizer either way. Produce a harvest if you must but remember, apples rot.
Don’t ask for what you need
They’ll pathologize your bodily functions, your bones for growing, your weakness against elements like heat, hurricanes, blizzards and drizzles, insisting no one but you has ever made such elaborate requests.
Don’t tell them you’re scared of anything
They’ll register every phobia to permanent and public memory from which there is no escape. Long after you’ve outgrown hesitation around cliffs, water or spiders they’ll remind you by dragging out your catalogue of vulnerabilities in some rare moment of petty strength; like unintentionally peeling a potato quicker than they did. Never forget you’re terrified of everything.
Don’t expect warmth, affection, reciprocity, instruction, understanding, support, joyful invitation, celebration, protection, encouragement, compassion, patience, kindness or love.
Most importantly, don’t believe them. ~
Do you ever get tired of the work it takes to be? Like everything’s fine, you don’t need this or that but also don’t have the energy to be exposed to the chronic emptiness of the hollow trauma-zombies?
I say yes and am declaring this the island of sanctuary. I’ll draw a very big circle, maybe the size of Antartica only warm, so there’s room for you. There will be singing, drawing, dancing, eating, sharing of thoughts, ideas, inventions, dress up clothes and eternal space on the front of the worlds biggest fridge.
xo
Thank you so much for the invitation to this safe space away from all the “theys” who are so wrong. It’s exactly where I needed today only I didn’t know it until I got here. *deep breath, happy smile* I can breathe a little deeper here already. I brought cookies. *hands those over* Oh, would you pass the red crayon please? I have a lot of hearts to color! ♥.
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Niki! I’m so glad you’re here! Here’s the biggest red crayon we have. Create away! ❤️
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Yay! Thank you! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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And thanks for the cookies! 🙂
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You’re most welcome. I hope you like chocolate chips. ❤️.
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All time favorite!!!
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Im there!
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Right where you belong. Welcome Alexis. ❤️
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💞
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I will see you in the safe space, where I will sing loudly and eat chocolate cake. 🙂
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Yes!!! I heard chocolate is very good for the vocal cords. Sing out MB. 🙂
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Just wonderful. Ill love to be inside that circle too. We should encourage fill peoples hearts with hope love acceptance..the rest is just white noise, pure distortion.
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You’re most welcome here ❤️
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You do share some interesting and thought provoking articles.
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Thanks Robbie.
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this comes from a generous heart indeed! wishing you only the very best ❤
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Thank you!!
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Thank you and count me in. ❤ Refrigerator or cheese cabinet? (ROFL we are just catching Pushing Daisies, so hilarious!)
Your piece reminds me of the song Numb; your descriptions of my parents, especially the summary, "Don’t expect warmth, affection, reciprocity, instruction, understanding, support, joyful invitation, celebration, protection, encouragement, compassion, patience, kindness or love."
Really really.
Of course, school bullies are also like all this.
And also love the prescription:
"Most importantly, don’t believe them."
And this sounds heavenly: "Singing, drawing, dancing, eating, sharing of thoughts, ideas, inventions, dress up clothes and eternal space on the front of the worlds biggest fridge." I'm bringing a big fruit pie to share! 🙂
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Sophie, I get warm chills every time someone else shares how this resonates with them. So happy to have you join us! Fruit pie sounds delicious! I’ll have to look up Pushing Daisies but if you’d like your art displayed on a cheese cabinet we can make that happen!
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Thank you, super! 🙂 I might draw a good Brie! 😉 You know, “Still Life With Good Cheese”!
Sharing stories is such an amazing thing to do – all manner of stories, from fairytales to the dark realities many of us faced alone for so long. For the latter, it shines light on the darkness for all of us.
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Mmmm brie. My absolute favorite (next to goat cheese, Gorgonzola and the creamy Irish cheddar with onions we get at Trader Joe’s for Christmas 🙂
Story time is my favorite. 😊
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E I [O, U] love this so so so so much it’s beautiful
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Aww, and sometimes Y thank you kindly!
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I can totally relate. This is so true.
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I’m glad it spoke to you.
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Reblogged this on Happiness Between Tails by da-AL and commented:
Guest Blog Post: Don’t by Born in Providence
When nowhere seems safe, blogger Born in Providence invites us to meet her on her island of sanctuary…
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🙏🏼 all are welcome here. Many thanks da-AL.
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love this so much I just reblogged it to my site — hope you enjoy how it looks there & that it brings lots of new folks here ❤
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❤️ warming my heart.
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This touched me so much – I am guilty of all the self doubt but am also guilty of imposing it on others. Thank you for the admonition to let everyone be who they are without my expectations confronting them.
BTW, I found you through Daal – she’s wonderful.
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I’m guessing we could all use a little extra love. I’m glad the invitation spoke to you and I agree, Daal is wonderful! Thanks Sharon.
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Great post. In my life, these “voices” are heard throughout my extended family. It helps to put it all in perspective
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Thanks. The message seemed to resonate for many of us. I just hope the loudest voice eventually is love.
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I’ve found that people who minimize, discount, or criticize are throwing shade, out of hurt and anger. They don’t know that it is serving them ill. Yes, I would live in a truly safe, loving community, at the drop of a hat. I have yet to find one.
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You’re very wise and most welcomed on our island of sanctuary, a dream though it may be.
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