In the hallway
Boys and girls
Water thrown around
Landing unfortunately
Words hurt, cutting through
Conflicted,
arrested
development
Forced truce, again
Tag: children
Anders hater meg (II)
he always makes sure that
his words are heard, loud and clearly
I feel like nothing worth
they made cruel fun of him, those 70s kids
so of course the offspring got the curse
only this child was a girl,
and thank god
she had it easier in many ways, exept
the real unspoken truth, living in her head
lost in imagination, being so innocent
this didn’t last long, soon she never wanted
to be in classroom, in school yard or most of all
on her way home from Hell,
then she wishes
for heavy rainfall to pour down, to hide it
very well, sorry little girl; I know it’s hard
to speak of this, the deep issues and wounds
I see through the Darkness,
bright Light within us, both
This is my story, my fathers story as well and to say it’s still painful, is the honest truth. I still move forward, no matter what
Hey there, father
We have a complex relation, I have much compassion with his struggles and his inner strenghts. But in some ways you could say we all have choices in life, and he made some unfortunate ones in his young adulthood that prevented him knowing me and being my true father image. So what I’m really relating to is only a self-created impression from my own experience and perspective, I don’t actually understand him as he really is. He has at least 4 planets in Pisces and it shows in his life experience and way of speaking. I also watched the 1975 TV series named ‘Benoni og Rosa’ recently to understand his childhood adversity and the severe bullying he experienced in 1970s and 1980s Northern Norwegian society. He is of Sámi origins significantly and the kids called him ‘Lapp’ constantly, he didn’t know of his true Sámi roots until 2008 when I research his biological father history and genealogy. He is clearly over 25% Sámi or Finnish according to DNA-testing and his overall appearance match this as well, dark and coarse hair, high/prominent cheekbones plus almond-like shape to his eyes. I look more like him than I do with my mother in many ways. I wish he didn’t have the substance use addictions and his issues with rage, he has a tendency to play with others mind and emotions I know sadly from own experience in teenage years.
And I hope his Christmas and New Years will bring him more joy than pain.
Thanks for reading this post ❤