The Invisible Woman speaks...will you listen?
Hey, you there?
Yes, you.
I know you can hear me, but you know what? I'm standing right in front of you and you are barely aware of me. My voice might well be the sound of the wind in the trees, always there and yet never truly listened to.
I should really say, OUR voice, because I am not one but many.
Thought provoking and scary...
Thank you for reblogging this. It came from a hurting heart.
((hugs)) I reblogged it because it caught something inside me. My son has started ignoring me when I ask him to do things (we had a loooong chat about it last night) and I found myself reading your blog and thinking that my invisibilty was starting…