Updated: Dec 24, 2020
When I was a little girl I had growing pains. I screamed in agony because my legs felt like they were literally on fire as they stretched and grew. There was nothing I could do about it. It was worse at nights and it was hard to sleep.
When I was a young girl I had extreme period pains. I wailed in agony as my abdomen twisted in knots. Every month I dreaded the days when I would inevitably repeat the cycle as I started to transition from a young girl to a woman.
When I was a young woman I developed anxiety. I didn't know myself and had so many doubts. I cried in agony as I walked through one failed relationship after another. I yearned for love and acceptance from external sources, but failed to give them to myself.
When I became this woman. I can't believe how far I've come. I cry with joy. My legs grew long and strong. They've enabled me to get up again and again after many, many falls. The years spent crouched over in pain strengthened my womb to twice bring a gift to the world. And the love I denied myself for years is now flowing in the right direction.