Shadow.

Often she found herself wondering what it was that she was doing wrong. She had contemplated everything her mind could think of and she still had no clue as to why she was enduring the things she was enduring and why it was she could never escape her own shadow.

Everywhere she went, it followed her. On the brightest of days, it followed her, on the darkest of days, it still followed her. She tried running away from it, multi times, only to always fail. She tried stomping on it, she only hurt her legs. She tried swimming and sinking in the ocean to just see if it was a plausible way to get it out of her, but she couldn't do it for her shadow could hold it's breath for just as long a time as she herself could. Nothing she ever did drove it away.
For some reason, the shame that she felt from within for just who she was as a person overshadowed all of the good she'd been able to offer in the past. Somewhere along the line, she had been taught to be ashamed of who she was, she had been taught to be afraid of exposing who she was. I don't know who taught her any of that, perhaps she did it to herself and I wouldn't actually be surprised if that indeed were the case.

Her shadow never would leave her is what she had learnt though. Not even if she herself chased it away. And that may not be the best of news for her for she considers it her biggest flaw and weakness. Perhaps it is the exact opposite of it. Her biggest strength. I wish she'd consider that. I hope she considers that.

Love, peace.