The Fix

Fixing Myself

Fixing myself was never easy,
It took years—and sweat, and tears.
Grief piled on top of that made the road greasy,
And I lost my balance so many times...

Fixing myself got harder while learning to be a parent.
It was like ice skating on perfect ice—
Full speed, no idea how to stop.
It was like building a house of cards near an air current.
Like taking your car to get fixed at the worst shop.

Fixing myself was never easy.
And of course it wasn’t—
I went about it all wrong.

There was nothing to fix.
I just needed to change the mirror.
I wasn’t broken.
I am not broken.

I’m learning how to love myself
The way I was never loved.

I never had to fix myself. 

Voi cresteti...

Cresteti frumos si ma uimeste fiecare lucru nou pe care il stiti,

Ca e o pasare noua, jucarie, ceva de prin IT sau o fraza nou invatata,

Ca e o obsesie noua, o faza, o mancare sau un dulce,

Ma uit la voi ca sa ma uit la mine si sa mai aliniez ceva sa fiu acolo pt cand altii nu or sa fie.

Pentru cand lumea voastra se darama si parca nu exista iesiri si nici momente de respiro,

Pentru cand pare ca ploua non-stop si va inunda.

Atunci pruncii mei eu si tatal vostru suntem "the go to point".

Orice, oricand, de foame, de sete, de plans sau de fericire, fara sa va temeti de judecati, avem locul vostru in cuib, neatins.

Voi cresteti si noi nu imbatranim, crestem cu voi. Si realiniem lucrurile din noi in asa fel incat sa fim ,,contanta".

Voi, prunci minunati, m-ati invatat ca poti sa iubesti dureros de mult, pan' la os, si sa fii cel mai fericit ca o faci,

Si pentru ca voi cresteti...

Noi crestem...

Eu cresc!

We are the sum of all our wins and losses.
We are all the sweat, tears, and smiles.
And while we are our ancestors and our children,
We forget how to be ourselves.

We are the straight math of all the kicks we got.
We are the best part of our parents... and their worst.
We forget to be ourselves.

I am them, the ones who left, leaving traces deep in me.
I am all those for whom I cried myself to sleep.
I am all of those I loved, lost, hated, and let abuse.
And I fight not to forget to be the sum of all my wins and losses.
I strive to remind myself I need to be myself.