I’m sorry I’ve been fighting you for so long.
I’m sorry I repressed you.
I was taught stupid things. Stupid ways.
I could hear you screaming and yet I pretended not to.
I’m so sorry.
I hope you can forgive me.
I love you. I’m here for you now.
Let me feel what you have to say.
Let me hear you.
Let me embrace your screams with the tenderness you seek.
I want you to teach me what words cannot.
What you were trying to tell me all along.
My mind was lost.
Somewhere along the way it was misled by the noises outside.
Fear drove it into isolation.
It thought ignoring you was best. It didn’t understand.
It couldn’t stop thinking.
It didn’t understand that thinking was the problem.
Please forgive us. And please be patient. We are still learning to unlearn.
Still learning to let go.
To give back the power we so foolishly stole from you.
The habits of a lifetime might take another to break them down. But I see clearly now that this I what I must do.
I understand now that it is you I should have trusted all along.