Lately, I am faced with the realization that it is easier for me to write about some topics than others... Just thinking about it, I am scared. I'm not only scared of sharing, journaling, or writing about my thoughts and feelings, but I'm afraid of even really exploring the ideas any further in my own mind. "Uh-oh," I said to myself. You have found a weak spot. You have found territory that you’re afraid to roam...a space that you don’t want to enter. And frankly, I’m a little bit surprised by the extreme emotional reaction of feeling the need to gag myself. That’s not who I am, right? But still, I’m not ready… I'm faced with the inner struggle to be myself.
One thing I can say now, is how oppressed I really am. I’m thinking about making up a new Facebook quiz titled, “How oppressed are you?” No, not really. But seriously, I realize that having to hide and suppress yourself in everyday life can take its toll.
I guess I’m afraid of hearing that I'm wrong...not that my opinion is wrong, but that who I am is wrong. What I think is wrong. What I feel is wrong. Who I am is wrong. That is the definition of shame.
http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/shame
noun \ˈshām\
Definition of SHAME
1
a: a painful emotion caused by consciousness of guilt, shortcoming, or impropriety b: the susceptibility to such emotion
2
: a condition of humiliating disgrace or disrepute : ignominy
3
a : something that brings censure or reproach; also : something to be regretted : pity
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