I made a choice about a year ago to only project positivity into the world. Only speak of the good, the bright and beautiful. Only of my successes--not the struggle it took to get there. I figured that the struggle was Understood, an Unspoken context that the world would know, presume. Maybe I was wrong, maybe it was my own self-denial my own reluctance to admit that I too struggle. Sometimes, Sometimes the fear of ending up alone, the unwillingness to admit your weaknesses and then certainty in the future I'll be home a bit too much.
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Everyone struggles. I think to talk about those things makes one more approachable and real. When I read or speak to someone with no struggles, I will feel like there's something wrong with me. Through resistance, we gain strength. Through trial we grow. It is the growth I like to read about, and struggle is a large part of that. We cannot assume the world know anything. They, like all, must be told if we expect understanding as an outcome :)
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