If I finally told people the truth... I mean, the real truth, would I still be ok here? Or would I have dug my own grave? Why is it so hard to let people know what is deep inside of me? The things I really think. The things I really do. The things I really believe. I want to be accepted here. To be truly accepted I must learn to be honest, but to be honest might mean rejection. Just one more bad or worse situation. It never ends.
posted by AmandaFreak @ 11:39 PM
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Our degree of vulnerability or personal intimacy should be equal to the closeness and commitment of the relationship. There are always things we don't share, either because it isn't safe or it isn't appropriate.
When we have to act like someone else, though, that is something else. It is one thing to withhold things that aren't fitting to share. It is another thing to pretend that we are something different than we are.
My hope for you and all of us is that we can have communities where we can be ourselves, and we can have particular relationships where we are able to share more and more of ourselves.
That's the risk, friend. And it's worth it.
I'm a pretty firm believer that the truth leads to freedom. Perhaps more than anything it is that freedom that I hope for you. Have faith (not fear).
Well written article.
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