Not getting my way. Nothing will make it right.
Can’t see past my disappointment. Can’t see any good.
Bitterness has a drug like pull. I can be a victim. I can hide behind my anger.
I can push aside all who try to help. I wallow in my self pity. Pouting in my cocoon.
Is there a way to move on? The only control I have is in my own reaction.
I can push through and let my disappointment propel me forward. I can find better things.
I don’t have to wallow in darkness and doubt. I can still be disappointed but I can feel more.
I can be proud and grateful. I can be appreciative of support and love.
I can see another day. I can find another way.