I have seen this quote before or different forms of it. It sends a slight nervous feeling down my spine, an uneasy feeling in my stomach, and a quietness in my mind. Memories flood back. Something flawed and something I regret, something that would probably cause people to judge me. I know I could make a difference…even if only, to one person. Raise awareness…
I am considering speaking about something in my life that happened. I am so worried about what people will think if they hear me speak…maybe, not that I am worried but worried about what it will make my family feel. I don’t want to embarrass anyone or have this be a reflection of others around me.
I know I have something to share, a point of view, something that will “split me open” and I don’t know if I am ready for it. It often floods in and out of my mind, my writing and I always erase or delete it…I keep telling myself, let it go.
I wonder if speaking would set me free?
