The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

Broken
Damaged
I am left questioning my purpose or why I decided to share my thoughts with the world.
I feel like I should be embarrassed about sharing my life and other Intimate things with the world.
Honestly, I’m not because I’m no different from someone writing; all tell books about themselves.
I love sharing myself openly, and I hope that someone can relate to me on some level.
Whenever I find myself with the need to put my feelings on paper, it is therapy, and there’s nothing wrong with the treatment; therapy is like a reflection to teachers on what they need to change or what they need to improve on to be a better person.
Writing has helped me be listened to even if people find themselves laughing at my emotions at the end of things.
I have to do with that whatever I have to do so my emotions don’t eat away at me, and the most important thing that I have to hold on to is people’s opinions aren’t going to define what I’m or what I might never be.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis