Slowly, I step back. The tethers that had once held me so tightly have loosened their grip and I am able to free myself. As strong as my bindings had been – made of leather and bound tightly as to hurt me – they are now but a memory lightly grazing over my skin.
At one time, I thought breaking away would cause such pain that I wouldn’t be able to bear it. The complacency of being held too tightly was doing more damage than protecting me. Offering the chance to others to tie the knots tighter and tighter, I didn't realize that I was the one harming myself. I envisioned that when I was finally able to rip myself loose, that scars would remain from the struggle of separation.
The tethers kept me from being who I really am. What I really am.
Present day shows the ties that were there are no longer holding me. I was just in that position for so long I didn’t realize that they were gone. I didn’t know how to look for the signs of freedom. Now I see it plain as day and I wonder why it took me so long to figure it out.
Quietly, I set myself free and slip out the back door. No questions asked.
Unbound
Unnoticed
Unbothered
Unencumbered
Uninhibited
Uncomplicated, and
Untouched.
Ps – It was the neglect and games that set me free. “I told you so” is not really necessary even though you were so right. Sometimes you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right.
