Censorship and the problem with parents...
We censor ourselves. I know that. And I’m sure there are reasons.
I’ve been thinking hard about this. Can I use this space to write how I really feel, to say what I really think? When it’s hard, and it hurts… when I’m happy (and a little silly). Must I censor myself here?
And the real problem? What if my dad reads it?
But I am an adult. My parents don’t know me because I am scared to show them who I am in case they don’t like it. In case they stop loving me.
And we have lost so many years because of this fear.
I am writing in a journal and leaving it open in the living room – this blog – and I will live with what happens as a result.
(but I’ll censor myself a little, if that’s alright with you)
I’ve been thinking hard about this. Can I use this space to write how I really feel, to say what I really think? When it’s hard, and it hurts… when I’m happy (and a little silly). Must I censor myself here?
And the real problem? What if my dad reads it?
But I am an adult. My parents don’t know me because I am scared to show them who I am in case they don’t like it. In case they stop loving me.
And we have lost so many years because of this fear.
I am writing in a journal and leaving it open in the living room – this blog – and I will live with what happens as a result.
(but I’ll censor myself a little, if that’s alright with you)
posted by Martha | 3:02 PM
1 Comments:
Parents can't stop loving you. They can just like you a little less. They won't however. I'm very choosey about my friends and if I think you're fabulous how can they not? Love you, I.
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