When Dear Damsels asked us to submit pieces on the theme of ‘Growth’, the first thing that sprung to mind was one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned with age.
It’s hard to get your head around the fact that people don’t really care about what you’re doing, or what you’re wearing, as much as you think they do; but it’s the most freeing revelation I’ve had in recent years, and has made life a little easier.
This poem is almost a letter to my younger self; a reminder I can read back when I’m feeling self-conscious, or a note to those who need it the most.
Growth, for me, is partly about rising above the things that used to mentally cripple you in younger years.
READ MORE OF MY POETRY:
- Honest Haiku: Fourteen
- [Changing] Room With A View
- Building Up To This
- Waking Up With Depression
- Street Dreams
- The Potential
- Places I’ve Talked