Therapeutic Bullshit

You used to make me feel special
like I meant something to you;
all the things you used to say, I see now,
designed to get me attached to you:

you
felt
nothing.

To you, I was only ever a paycheck.
A consistent, long-term paycheck.

Even so,
I did some really good work.
Learned a lot about myself
and how to get along in my world –
for that, and more, I appreciate you.

But – now that we are done with each other,
and despite however many years I paid you

You have chosen to ignore my emailed thank you, and
I don’t understand why.

I’m starting to see though, this is another bit of work
that choice of yours is forcing me to do:
to at last learn to value myself
and no longer care about what anyone else
thinks of me.

Yes, even you.
Especially you. I’ve cared
for far
too
long.

3/15/24

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