Escape, escape, escape
A poem about my journey escaping an abusive mother
When I stepped out
from under that looming shadow
of financial, emotional, physical
abuse,
that was my first escape.
I thought I would only
need one escape —
I was wrong.
When your abuser is your mother,
people will excuse her aggression
as coming from a good, loving place
and shift the burden on you
to fix her, to accommodate her,
to return her aggressive love.
My second escape
was stepping out of these connections
and realizing that intention does not
justify the damage that was done.
That you cannot fix someone
unmotivated to see the problem,
unwilling to make the change.
My third escape
was to escape the escaping.
The mindset of
continually trying to run away
from something dangerous.
I spent so long
protecting myself from
every act of aggression
that my recipe for every connection
was to fight, flight, freeze, and fawn;
to overschedule and overachieve,
but also
to avoid and self-sabotage.
I had to learn to escape the escaping
and instead to build towards
my values, my intentions, my goals.
I learned that
I no longer had to run away from,
nor have to run and rush towards safety
but that I can walk,
one foot steadily in front of the other,
towards my destination.
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Thank you to Susannah MacKinnie, who had first prompted me to try this writing prompt out: Escape. There are so many forms of escape that one could think of, and to me at that time, this is what spoke most to me. I'm curious to find out what the word "escape" brings up for you! Is it the fire drills you had to do as a kid? Is it a specific fire escape in this weird apartment you once lived in during college? There's so many possibilities!
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