I Hate You

In the therapist’s chair, I’m dismayed to discover that I feel…

hatred.

Me.

Non-violent communication me.

Yoga me.

Good-natured me.

Sunday school me.

The realization that I am this…

ordinary,

Stings

and bruises

and discourages…

Until

it sets

me…

FREE!

Kelly Salasin, Full Moon of April, 2012

Yesterday when I was less clear about how I really felt, I posted a gentler song. Here’s the real thing: