Its Almost Been a Year

It’s almost been a year now.

A year since I stood on a street corner and I cried.

Witnessed by my mother on the phone

And 3 pigeons across the street.

A year since I was defamed and ashamed for doing what I thought was right.

A year since I was accused of being just the person I feared I was.

And its still affecting.

A year and I still replay that moment at that picnic table.

I still replay what it felt like.

I still replay the surreal nature of it all.

And I regret it happened.

I regret that awful thing will travel with me through this life.

And I won’t say I was wholly right.

I won’t say I was without blame.

But I can say that it changed me.

And it changed me for good.

So I just hope that it doesn’t keep me from where I want to be.

I just hope it doesn’t hold me back.

Because I let the pain of it do that for so long.

And I’ve finally come out the other side much more strong.