all by myself

I saw myself by myself. Everything I went through, I went through alone. In most traumatic events, I cried alone. I didn’t have to cry alone; I chose to. I wasn’t alone fully; I have my family. I could have told them; I could have said something. They would have listened and also given me a new point of view. Let me not forget how they have always been there. My mom, with her difficult love, my brothers, and their creative sense of humor.