“Not good enough”
“Second best”
“An option”
“Left behind”
Monikers I’ve become familiar with.
I made jokes while much younger.
“I was practising for the role”
Didn’t realize it would become a self-fulfilling premise.
Looking back,
Always found myself in triad relationships.
The other lady.
The main chic.
😂
Survival of the fittest.
May the best lady win.
Even got married on this folly,
A drama wrought period.
Settled into the role.
Wore my crown squarely.
Stayed in my lane.
With a sweet smile, took the pain.
Abandonment Schema –
The fear of getting too close, due to past hurt.
Dependence Schema –
Overprotected and sheltered.
Thrown into life,
No proper tools.
Banned from forming deep connections.
Found freedom, bungled up connections.
The familiar – competition,
Survival was the game.
The longing to have mine,
Always nagged, tugged.
When close enough,
Sabotage was an easy escape.
Sitting here, with all this love
What to do with it all?
Who to share it with?
Unlearning to relearn…
Moby's Heart Chronicles 