Dear Daughters,
Read this poem about overcoming destructive habits, relationships, patterns, thoughts.
Autobiography in 5 Chapters
By Portia Nelson
I.
I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost…I am helpless. It isn’t my fault. It takes forever to find a way out.
II.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I’m in the same place. But, it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.
III.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in…it’s a habit. My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
IV.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
V.
I walk down another street.
Now read this.
I’m a victim and have no power.
It’s not my fault.
I see now. I’m responsible for my predicament.
I walked around to avoid the trap.
I chose a completely different path.
And read this.
Despair.
Denial.
Accountability.
Courage.
Empowerment.
You can do it.
I did.
Many times.
All my Love.
Terri Weeding 