I am not sorry

I will not apologize if telling my story makes you uncomfortable
I will not apologize for being loud about the things that you want to quiet
I will not apologize when my methods of grieving do not meet your expectations
I will not apologize for telling you when you’ve said the wrong thing
I will not apologize for having triggers that inconvenience you
I will not apologize for my trauma changing me in ways you can’t understand
I will not apologize for finding power in vulnerability, when you’ve hidden your own
I will not apologize if learning to set boundaries affected your relationship with me
I will not apologize if growing into myself, may have meant outgrowing you
I will not apologize for all the versions of me that I have been as I’ve healed
Because,
I am a mosaic of all the things that have shattered me,
and I am not sorry for the space I take up while I piece myself together.
