I find myself staring at the computer screen, realizing that I’ve been holding my breath. The pounding of my heart reminds me of the fury I feel within. Guilt, shame, anger, rage. My heart aches, but all I can do in the moment is post this clip and hope that perhaps one person will see it and have a shift in perspective. Perhaps they will realize the pain that so many of my loved ones feel every single day and their heart will open just a little. I know that some people would argue and say that hoping isn’t enough, that I am not doing enough, not fighting enough. But I am fighting. My fight just looks different. It’s starting smaller, working within and for the moment involves a hell of a lot of faith, trust and hope.
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