Starfish

by Lisa Fipps

As I walk away, I realize I’ve been starfishing— starting to claim my right to take up space in this place.

At first I think being ignored is better than being humiliated. But then I wonder. Because when people look right through you, it’s like you don’t even matter. Like you don’t exist. And everyone is fine with that.

But I just don’t understand how someone who’s bullied and knows how horrible it feels inside turns around and bullies others. That’s pure garbage.

But it’s a lot easier to toss into the trash the thoughts others have about you than the ones you have about yourself.

I realized sometimes you need someone who understands what it’s like to be bound to show you how to be free.”

One wave at a time. Not an ocean.”