I write what I feel, when I feel it, and when I think it's appropriate to reach out to whomever may be reading it. I don't particularly care if someone doesn't like it. It's my reality, it's my perception and it is valid. I'm always shocked at how many responses I get, from total strangers, who share their own stories that are so similar to my own that I have to wonder.
I've had some hard lessons to learn, but I have learned them. I have no time to mend any more fences. I'm not putting myself in emotional situations that will endanger me or cause me to doubt the truth or to second guess my own decisions. Right or wrong, good or bad, I am who I am. Perhaps not who you are, but that's okay. I'm not supposed to be you - to act like you, think like you or make the same judgements or suppositions.
Sure, there's regrets. Paths not taken. I don't have the luxury of a lot of time now. I struggle with many things. But the one thing I don't struggle with is the feeling that I could have done more.
I urge anyone who has doubts about the constitutional right of free speech in their current employment, their relationships past or present, or within the gentle borders of friendship to realize that only with the ability to share your thoughts, your opinions or your preferences, is it a true reflection. And, without a true reflection, you are fooling yourself and those around you.
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