Belief in Me

To offer belief in me

Shows that they care

However the strength of their belief

Is quite a scare


Acceptance of their care

Is a responsibility

For a person who can and cannot

A person with changing abilities


Changes happen

Constantly day to day

Expecting others to know

Can never be the way


Acceptance has to come from the self

Though wished for from friends and family

It’s important to maintain my given beliefs

I need to love and care for the person that is me


This poem was a small reflection on how I was feeling about people’s belief in me. There are times when my Epileptic Seizures overwhelm me and I wonder why it is not an obvious bother to other people. As others continue to show faith in me I get scared that I will not be able to live up to their beliefs. The idea of accepting their faith feels like an acceptance to work harder alone at a time when I am feeling like I need help.

I have to remind myself that changes for me will happen constantly and as obvious as it may feel to me, others do not see it or know about it as easily. Acceptance of my person must always come first from my person. As much as my seizures make me feel like I will need care from another person, it is my responsibility to know of my needs and care for my person first. Without being told of my needs I cannot expect another person to know. Changing abilities are challenges given to a person to help them grow and discover their actual person. Belief from others is proof of the love that the world does have for us, even if it makes us feel alone in our journey.

Published by Astrid's Words

Astrid Hardjana-Large is an inspirational author who enjoys Life and adversity. She is motivated to share her inspiration from Life experiences and encourages readers to persevere on the journey of Life.

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