Co-Dependency

Somewhere along the way I lost something valuable: my ability to see from my own eyes. It has stayed lost until now, when it is trying to be birthed, one could say. It feels like the birth of a monster such as a Siamese twin with two heads. It feels like I will be screaming all the way through, tears running down my face and in inconsolable pain. It will be worth it, if the darn thing comes out, as it is the real me. The one who has been pretending to be me is an imposter.