Vulnerable

Might be something worth keeping ... might not. You good folks always let me know.

You define me. Yes, I know better than to allow
that. But I do allow it. I accede to your judgment.
I was taught of self worth and of defining myself.
I know that I am supposed to have that power.
But I know too, that I have none. That power belongs
to you. It always has, even before I knew you, and
it always will. I am a retched subhuman organism,
I squirm in the muck of self loathing until I have
your approval. Until I have your permission to
do otherwise, I loathe my existence. But with your
smile and a "Hello", I am human again. I am once
again worthy. I can hold my head high and walk
with the knowledge that I matter. I have value.

Reviews

[Kristina Moulaison]

This makes me want to be a dominatrix was my first reaction. Sorry. Honest response. I think because this is such a naked, vulnerable piece of writing it creates that reaction in the reader, a raw, ready to jump emotional response. So very well done with that. I think it's great that you never describe who or what you're speaking about. It's all about the reaction that thing/ person creates in you and it is all so human.

[LA Lorena]

This is profoundly sad to me, on so many levels. You do have that power, we all do, but sometimes it is just buried too far beneath the surface.

[mikeduty]

My very first instinctive reaction was to imagine this as a high school crush. A young boy, an outcast with unrequited love of the popular girl. . . Perhaps there is a story here.