Picking up the pieces

I've been a puddle on the floor

I've been more angry then I've ever been

I've been disrespected and manipulated

I've been in pieces

I've let myself hit below the belt

I won't do that again

I've discovered that "you're only a doormatt if you lie down"

I've gotten close, but I'm picking myself up

Re-evaluating, processing

Making my boundaries very, VERY clear from now on

Growing some tuffer skin (but I still like it soft 99% of the time!)

I'm going to laugh, be optimistic, heal myself, BE myself

Stop writing bad-ass poetry

Finish my Shakespeare exam (ugh)

Make lists, let others help me

I'll be the best person I can be

Be as professional as I can

What happened will never be understandable or OK

I'll pick up the pieces

I'll put myself back together