I’m terrified of vulnerability

Because I’m afraid of what people will think even when I know, for the most part, no one really cares that much. Except maybe other people that could be impacted by what I say. Disappointing family. Hurting loved ones. I guess there’s a line between airing your dirty laundry and being open.

Months ago, I started a tumblr so that I could write anonymously but still have that first post sitting unpublished. The thing is, we want our secrets to be known. We want to talk about them. We want people to know and accept us. If someone knows me, really knows me, maybe they won’t accept me and I wouldn’t like that very much.

I think I can write about self discovery and personal growth without negatively impacting those that I care about.

Or maybe this will sit unpublished and I’ll never come back here.

 
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