letter to someone who hurt me
I owe you my life
Even though childhood was nothing but strife
I judged you as I grew
Nothing I did ever pleased you.
I hated the way you sent me to play in the snow that day
You said children love the snow.
Oh boy how much you did not know.
I longed for the sun and my friend number one Ahsop
She would not have left me all alone.
Put me in a cold damp room on my own.
I have to thank you for showing me how to avoid hurting people when my mind is a void.
Again I must say
a great big hi for the letters I wrote to you.
That you sent back With red lines underneath each word I spelt wrong.
Then put the right spelling at the side.
They blotted out all my blue.
I now understand you only wanted me in the literate society be understood
And look good.
But all that red sent my head back to bed.
It only served to make my skin tough just like raw hide
Make me the letter world avoid.
Mother I have to tell you the world you found from books where words abound.
Painted you a picture in your head where you can escape the harshness of the physical world.
Was and is constantly in my head.
No written words together strung. Can sing to me a better song.
Now I'm older and wiser. I can see you were only trying to help and protect me.
Mother perhaps you thought I was broken
But in reality my mind is only different.
My mind makeup is such that words jump around. And letters try to shout a different sound.
So bed is deb and dumb is bum
Dont ask me to ever see that mum is the same as mum.
I thank you in you older years this mind of mine you understood.
So mother of mine I forgive you and myself
I have jumped off the word hiding shelf.
I have a new friend called spell check
Soon to be replaced by A.I.
So now I can in the literacy world get by.
Love you mother thank you from a wayward daughter.
Now I am older and you are gone
I can sing my own song.
I'm glad I'm me
I'm glad I can see
The me who is hurting inside
Because that is where I hide
Ashamed by me disability birth
And my muddled mind
That no cure can they find.
So mother your intentions were good and you made me strong in the end.
But mother I would rather have had you as my friend.
Now healing I am
I'm not in your can
I now chose how to live
No more the sit up straight at the table
And no moreflst sheets on the bed that is made using hospital corners.
You see mother you did not break me
You made me
Who I am
And how I am
So thank you now I forgive me
So I can finally be free.
I love you I fear you I honour you my mother my teacher and my guide
For without these lessons you gave
That had me shaking in my shoes.
I can truly say I am finally free
Now I give back to you your actions so you too can be free.
Author: Demici
Hi please enjoy the work that I place here and on my Facebook just look for Demici. or Rosemary Sladden.
My motto is 'My computer is my wheelchair'. Because I am dyslexic and the technology of the computer and the keyboard have helped me to communicate using the written word. So all I place here is my own work ably assisted by Grammarly and WordPress.
Who I am!
I am finding it hard to learn how to be retired. Maybe if I look at it as just doing the things I love to do?
Now I have time my ambition is to travel on every bus and train in England. The fun is to find out what is around and watch the countryside as I travel through it.
More fun is being a medium (talking to dead people and working with guides who take me to where I need to be) So I would love to serve every Spiritualist Churches in England.
My writings come from my life experiences and the learning that has taken me down many paths of interest. From becoming an intuitive Spiritual Life Coach, Spiritualist healer, Reiki master, medium, teacher, philosopher to being a mother, grandmother, landlady who shared her home with many other people. From working as a turkey farmhand to driving a forklift truck in a warehouse. From traveling across the world during my childhood to settling down in my own little cottage in the north of England.
I share it all here for those who are interested.
I have gained experience and obtained qualifications that are listed below. I use them to help me understand my life as well as to help any who asks me for help to understand and improve their lives.
Life Coach, I can help me to look at people as individuals living a life that is different from mine and yet some of the experiences that they face have taught me to see that we all have lessons to learn in this life and need support to learn them from time to time. I learned how to teach people how to look at life from a different understanding place so that they can see their own way forward.
I am still learning how to be the best medium I can become. So that I can offer that bridge/telephone line between the two worlds and join friends and family who have passed into the next world with those in this world who. My thought is that we all can and do achieve this all the time it is nothing special just sometimes we are so upset disoriented that we think we can't. IF we loved someone once we can always know them because the memory sits in our heart. Healers work with energy and guides and their own spirit self to help to provide the energy so that other people who are in need can repair their own Dis-Ease.
I have used this place to put some relaxation and self-help poems, videos, sound recordings, lead visualization meditations I hope you find them useful. Lookout in the near future for the video files that will be here when I find out how to make them and then put them here.
Philosophy comes through in the poems I write that you can read on my blog, I hope you like them. If you would like me to help you please contact me (say that you have come from this site please) and I will see what I/we can do to help.
Something about me as a person. I am a great grandmother and used to live in a shared house that was very busy most of the time. Now great quietness is all around me as I move to a new one-story terraced property. (cottage)
I have loved to travel all my life. Why do I like to travel? Because I meet all kinds of interesting people. Some of the stories are posted on here for you to read. I hope you like this place and if you do please feel free to send me feedback I love feedback good or bad!
love and light to all who visit Demici
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Demici Space 
So much suppressed hurt to carry throughout life. Well said and analyzing. Kudos to you.
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