Today I cried for my sisters. Not my sisters in the literal sense of the word but my sisters everywhere. For so many things, I cried. I cried because my sister cries everyday on her way to work. Trapped in a job that no longer fulfills her but one she must do to provide for her family. This job chips away at her soul each day but she feels she has no choice. Instead the sparkle in her eyes diminishes during her commute to and from work Monday through Friday. On Saturday and Sunday, her eyes glaze over from exhaustion and anticipation of Monday leaving only space for more tears to come. Today I cried for my sister that is a victim of domestic violence. The one man who was supposed to love her loved her with his fist. Instead of wrapping his arms around her for a hug, he wrapped his hands around her neck to choke her. Now trust issues that were already shaky are totally dismissed as she scrambles to love herself, bruises, broken heart and all. Today I cried for my sister that feels unloved. She is lonely and feels she has no one to talk to. Now she is talking to food. Food has become her friend. She has convinced herself that she does not need anyone else. As long as there is food, she is not alone. She sits in a dark room, eats until she cries and then condemns herself for gluttony followed by reminders of all the things she hates about herself. Today I cried for my sister who is going through a divorce. The person she trusted cheated on her and then blamed her for his actions. She stood before God and took vows. Now she is standing before a judge trying to undo a union she thought God had blessed and would last forever. The ridicule from the man she loves has now caused her to doubt her own self worth. Stress had taken its toll and she does not recognize herself anymore in the mirror…so she avoids it all together. Rims red from sleepless nights wondering how she missed the signs and should she consider staying just for the sake of having someone in her life. Today I cried for my sister who is a diamond in the rough. Most look at her and think she is a wonderful catch i.e. single, no kids, great job, beautiful, talented and intelligent. But men view her as a threat. They have lied and taken advantage of her so much that she is now wondering will she ever meet a good man. In the meantime she is seeking attention from any source, good and bad, married and single. She is lowering her standards for fear of being alone for the rest of her life. Today I cried for my sister that is trapped caring for someone who does not and has never cared for her. Both homicide and suicide have crossed her mind as she deals with having to pretend to love someone that perhaps is not even capable of loving her in return. Thanks to this hand dealt, she convinces herself of all the things in life she should deprive herself of in an effort not to relive the pain she currently bares. She does not realize that she is cheating herself in the process. Today I cried because many of my sisters feel that they are the only ones going through what they are going through. They are too embarrassed to talk to others for fear of being judged. They think they will be labeled or looked down upon for having struggles that we all have. They would rather remain in denial or reach their breaking point instead of turning to their sister and simply saying “Today I cried…”
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