Cruel - An Open Letter from Glowie
I’ve been Cruel to people
people have been Cruel to me
but mostly I’ve been Cruel to myself.
I’m so hard on myself
I’m a perfectionist.
If I don’t do things
perfectly
instantly
I start beating myself up
mentally.
I don’t know how to receive a compliment, to be honest..compliments piss me off because I don’t think I deserve them. That’s a lot of pressure I put on myself.
It’s a difficult situation.
It’s Cruel.
Even now as I’m writing this I’m thinking ‘this is all crap and I’m never gonna be a good writer’. But I’m used to that, I’m used to feeling unsatisfied with everything I do. As sad as that sounds, having this judging version of me always by my side, it makes me do the best I can in everything I do and I’m always trying to find ways to do things even better.
I’m not struggling,
I’m just constantly
competing with
myself and
it excites me,
it keeps me
moving forward.
Cruelty is all around everywhere.
There’s no way of escaping it.
I’m always gonna
see it
hear it
feel it.
What I decide to do with it changes everything.
It’s always gonna affect me in some way. But I can either
let it break me down or
I can let it
make me
stronger.
The cruelty I got from other people, it changed me, I took it so personally.
When I was 5 years old in kindergarten, all the girls were scared of the boys, they would run after us.
So every time the boys came, the girls screamed.
I remember I was terrified of the boys, they would pull my hair and push me over. Nobody did anything about it. What an odd game to play at 5 years old.
When I was 10 years old kids made fun of me. They called me names. I was different, had big curly hair, body so skinny I was called ‘skeleton’. I didn’t feel like I was allowed to be myself.
I had to fit in. Be like everybody else.
When I was 12 years old the girls ignored me. I wasn’t there, I didn’t exist, I wasn’t welcome, I wasn’t good enough. I thought I was a total loser. Nobody wanted to talk to me or spend time with me.
I thought, nobody wanted me
there or
anywhere.
When I was 16 years old I felt pressure to start dating. I met a guy online he seemed nice I wasn’t ready for a relationship I wasn’t ready for anything I just wanted something innocent but that didn’t exist in his mind.
For a few years I felt broken, I was shy, insecure, scared, depressed, unsure.
Because I didn’t understand humans
behavior
feelings
thoughts.
All of a sudden the world seemed like such a complicated place.
All this cruelty, I felt surprised. Being a young girl
living in a country that was usually
so safe
so quiet.
I started to build up these walls around me, to protect me from everyone and everything.
The walls were
sadness
cold attitude
straight face
no smile
eye contact that
made you feel
unwelcome.
I didn’t trust anyone, if someone got too close I pushed them away, I pushed them so far away from me.
I thought it would protect me but it didn’t, it only hurt the people around me.
But then someone reminded me of that person I was trying to protect with these walls I had built. The person I used to be, the happy little girl. I had been so focused on protecting her.
I forgot to let her
breathe
see
hear
sing
dance
laugh
smile
shine.
She had been back there this whole time
hiding
suffocating.
Now I’m slowly letting her out. I’m letting her
shine through
my eyes
my voice
my attitude
my fingers.
For the last couple of months for the first time ever, I feel strong, I feel like I’m enough. I don’t have to be anything but myself. I’ve found balance, I feel comfortable, I’m not scared anymore.
I’m the happiest
I’ve ever been.
But people are Cruel
I’ve been Cruel to people
people have been Cruel to me
and mostly I’ve been Cruel to myself.
There’s no way of escaping it but we can decide to not let it break us down. We can use it as a tool to make us stronger. But it’s not gonna be easy, it’s never easy. From time to time we’ll have to let our emotions out.
Some might think it’s not
necessary
but to me it is
necessary.
I think it’s important to
let ourselves be
vulnerable
angry
hurt
confused.
Cuz these are the emotions we usually don’t let out,
the ones we keep locked away
the ones that we’re ashamed of
the ones that make us look crazy
but are the ones that need freedom.
That’s the purpose of my song ‘Cruel’
it’s your chance to let go.
Cuz afterwards you’ll feel so much better,
you can even listen to my other song ‘Body’
dance a little bit
have some cake
and you’ll be fine