As a child I was surrounded by family.
My every emotion was on display,
as were the emotions of my family.
It was here that I learned that words
roared and shouted in an argument,
lived on well after the argument ended.
Gradually I began to shout less,
preferring to walk away
usually with the slamming of a door!
As a young teenager I was abused,
by a non family member.
My family continued as before,
laughing, talking, shouting,and arguing.
They were totally unaware,
that I had moved to live elsewhere.
I was living on an island.
I was the only one living there.
I could see my family on the mainland,
and at times tried to visit them,
but even when I was with them,
I could not join in,
as theirs was an alien life.
I was often very lonely on my island.
As an islander I was different.
Terrified of anyone who would wish to visit.
So I made sure no one would want to.
I remained aloof,
and I suppose to onlookers, slightly “odd”.
Each day I checked to ensure,
that the walls around my island were secure.
No one could see in, or get in.
I lived for almost six years,
in secret and alone on my island.
At no time did I ask for help.
Then out of nowhere someone came,
and took no notice of the walls.
Initially he only came to visit occasionally,
and never seemed to notice my isolation.
However over time,
he opened up a door,
and invited himself onto my island.
From the moment he arrived life changed.
He took the time,
to slowly encourage me to leave my island.
Until the day came when hand in hand,
we left that island forever.
Now I was free it was time to try to return to my family,
who took awhile to get to know the new me.
Today as I write this,
that island is but a distant memory.
Happily I am still walking,
hand in hand with my visitor.
I am today someone,
who in times of trouble still struggles,
to ask anyone for help.
But the difference is I can.
Those walls which once surrounded me have been demolished.
and I enjoy hugely life on the mainland,
comfortable and happy with my visitor and family.
Written in response to
Daily Prompt: I Am a Rock
Is it easy for you to ask for help when you need it, or do you prefer to rely only on yourself? Why?