The shadow of sadness follow me.
All my life tormented by the weight.
Not of carrying the sadness.
I’ve made peace with that living in me.
But by the way my sadness impacts others.
So many I love both wanting to fix it for me
And also wondering why I am sad.
My life picture is beautiful. American dream.
Great kids, family, career, smart ………..
From outside looking in I have no reason.
The sadness is not only mine I carry.
My gift of feeling others pain is heavy.
I train for it. Strengthen body, mind, spirit.
The rate in is faster that the rate out.
So it hums in the background constant.
Medication ✅ therapy ✅ hobbies ✅
Exhaustion ✅ sleep ❌ self-love ❌
To know is to be aware. To be aware
Is the start of healing. I’ve begun.
It’s working. It’s slow. It’s painful.
To those I love dearly please know this. My sadness is mine and not yours to carry. I am
Ok. I take full responsibility for any pain it may have caused for you. I also see it as my duty to carry the weight of the shadow so you can live in the sun.

MF