Sista I'M Sorry

Sista, I'm Sorry. If your innocence was stolen... If you were used like property, and it auctioned your soul... If when you finally got the courage to release your demons, you were treated like your feelings didn't matter.. And if your cries were disregarded... your worries ignored... your hurts went unnoticed, because you confessed to someone who at one time needed to confess to someone, who also may have needed to confess to someone... Sista! I'm sorry! If your public anxiety, became your private torment, that had to stay private... because what would people say and think??? And, if a glorious adulthood has been compromised by a tragic childhood, and if the world has labeled you as troubled, and you're forced to prove that you're a survivor, Sista! I'm sorry! I'm sorry that I was dealing with my own trauma, and couldn't help you deal with yours. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, But I'm here now. I hear you. And, I see you. You don't have to deal alone. You need to vent? I gotchu. You need to sip wine for awhile? I gotchu. You need to have a nice legal chat, with the source of all of your mess? I gotchu then, too. Because Sista, I'm Sorry! for anything that kept you from being you. 13Jan2021 144pm