The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

I used to react without thinking.

Say things. Do things.

Just to feel seen. Just to feel heard.

I thought if I was loud enough, broken enough, beautiful enough—

Someone would understand me. Maybe even you.

But now I’ve had time.

Time to sit with myself.

Time to listen to the silence I used to run from.

And I see it clearly:

I did a lot of things to prove I mattered.

Now?

I don’t need to be believed in.

Not by you. Not by anyone.

I believe in myself.

And that’s enough.

By: Ms. Butterfly Genesis