I tried so hard to do what I thought was wanted of me by my parents
I aborted my pregnancies conceived out of wedlock
I got engaged and married- thought I was following the script to be accepted and approved by my family
Yet my marriage somehow sparked a crises, as if it were an unforgivable crime
In their eyes it wasn’t with the right man or at the right time
I tried so hard, gave the ultimate sacrifice
Yet I still haven’t come close to getting it right, in their eyes
I give up on trying to make them happy
I surrender
I no longer take the bait of their meltdowns, no longer jump to their rescue
I live for my own happiness now
How much more obtainable a goal
How effortless compared to the burden I’ve been hauling
I practically float away from the wreck of our relationship