Letting go of victimhood

My envy tells me

That there’s something missing

A desire I have

That isn’t being filled

My anger tells me

That there was a violation

Of what I believe in

My values

So as I reflect

On what I know so far

I realized that seeing your victimhood

In a place of access

And pain

And opportunity

And grief

Was a complexity that I didn’t fully

Allow in myself

Seeing the things I so desperately want

Being taken with victim fingers

Reminds me of what I take

With those hands

When will I step back

Away from the victimhood of others

Of myself

And into the power I hold

I need to step back

I have been standing too close

I need to reorient

Recenter

Reground

Away from what’s theirs

And into what’s mine