Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


Wearing a Dress

I can’t wear

a new dress

without a consciousness

of who thinks I’m attractive

I feel the gaze of men

looking me up and down

and I’m no longer a person

Yet I wore this dress

because I felt beautiful

I wore this dress

to feel like me

not to invite the gazes

Now that I have

I want to retreat into a shell

Something fun

has turned into

something ill

ad the gazes of women

tell me they hate me

don’t celebrate me

All I wanted

was to feel good

in the clothes I wear

to express myself

Instead

I’ve been treated like

I’ve made a statement

to be competition

or

an object

to play with



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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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