I generally dislike poetry, and had never heard of this author until this morning when I kept seeing snippets of this book posted on my Facebook feed. Unlike usual poems, each one spoke to me. As a parentified child of a mother who was undiagnosed Borderline, it was almost as though this book were written for me - word for beautiful, painful, heart-wrenching, word. With my mom's death almost three years ago, I've been learning to parent my own almost three year old daughter in ways that I wasn't. It's by no means an easy journey to navigate for any parent, but to know that others share my experience takes away some of the challenge.
"We break the cycle the best way we know how: either by holding our children the way we should’ve been held, or by choosing not to have them at all. It doesn’t erase the ache, but it proves we are more than what we were given. We became everything they couldn’t. We became the ending they never gave us."