Tired of being afraid, of being told that I cannot do this
or cannot share this.
Tired of the stalkers that creep up and over my timeline
who make it their mission to instill fear in my heart.
Tired of worrying if everything I say or anything I do can be used against me either in a conversation or a court of law.
Tired of wondering if this is the world that I’ve brought my child into;
this space of vindictive venom that doesn’t allow free expression.
And I pause.
Then I rise with the determination that this will not define me and this will not limit me.
To the skeptics I say, bring on your worst;
To the stalkers I challenge, give it your best shot!
For above it all, I have the strength of my resolve
to see it through, to face the barbs and come out unscathed.
To allow my reputation to speak for me and my values to hold me true to the course I’ve charted for myself.
And I stand tall, unyielding and resilient.
The devil himself can attack and I shall stand my ground, facing him with my last breath.