It's that place where, more than any other, it doesn't matter much what people think of me. A place where it seems safe enough. Not that I don't care at all what others think of me. But early-on, I didn't ... I just needed to tell people I was hurting.
After the inevitable happened (i.e. finally saying 'ouch') __ people really liked my confession because 'they'd felt exactly that way, themselves. They went on, to open up about their own similar experiences. __ I have seldom gone back to micromanaging my facade, or to 'putting my best foot forward' after that ... I probably realized that the things I had tended to do (& probably still do) in social situations, was the very thing that had ended up turning me off to social situations! It's good for me to see that I always have s o m e place where what I do or say just doesn't matter all that much :0 I'll make this short. Going small, or silence with the energy "I'll show them," or "What's the use?!", is just plain (in the words of a young friend) lame. There's more hope in speaking up.
Did you know that landslide elections are almost i m p o s s i b l e to manipulate? Ask me, if you don't believe it. It's how Obama won in '08 ... even Diebold couldn't pull some of it's 'fast ones'! Sooo good! So do it: express, take action. It feels good! Otherwise, I really don't want to hear any whining. (Am I alone, there? 'Don't think so.) |
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