Tonight I drank
And I didn't drink a little
But I didn't black out and I'm not bent over the toilet that I really need to clean tomorrow
Tonight I let out a piece of me that I don't normally allow to breathe freely
Tonight I was happy
Tonight I was confident
Tonight I made jokes
-good jokes even-
Tonight I was itchy, so I used my fancy, feel-good lotion on my legs, the one I got on my first Target run after I was released from the hospital, the one that I'm scared to use because it's so nice
Tonight I cleaned my face, sure it was only a makeup wipe, sure I didn't use soap and water, but it's a step in the right direction, right?
Tonight I stumbled across my dark room, feet unsteady from the whiskey I downed earlier, but I remember every step so I'm not an alcoholic yet right?
This time I drank not in sadness
but this time in
joy for the day
for trying something new
for success
for reaching out to friends instead of waiting on them to make a move
Tonight I drank to the stars, to the storms, to the moon
Tonight I toasted the earth, the seas, the wind
Tonight I didn't think of you
Tonight I lived for me
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Her & her
PoetryAn intimate look into my journey from the perfect Catholic girl with internalized homophobia to a girl who is almost okay with her queer identity. Features poems on my journey of self-discovery and acceptance through my struggles with mental health...
