Expressing ourselves can be the hardest and most scariest things. Whether you’re telling someone you love them or telling someone you’re hurting, the fear of rejection or being unsympathetic is huge. Hoping that they will love you back or tell you it will be ok can for some can make or break the spirit.
For many, including myself, we keep it inside too afraid of not being understood or even been made fun of. There has been many times I have expressed my feelings and was made to feel stupid or ashamed. It’s a terrible feeling. I believe we get feelings because of a cause and affect. Whether good or bad something brings up a feeling.
This year I feel like there has been a pretty equal push and pull of feelings shown. People have been more well, ballsy about standing up and standing out. With that comes a huge risk, but I think people are just so tired of feeling held back, especially this year. Starting with, honestly having our rights taken from us. Kids, no school, people no work, loosing jobs, business owners having their lively hood taken, I mean and then being told we have to wear a freaking mask on our faces.
A huge fear of mine use to be and still is with how messed up times are in people not liking the way I look, but now I am afraid to cough and sneeze in public. People are crazy!! The looks they give and the things said, I am literally sitting here laughing about it.
I know this year has been and still is crazy but in my whole adult life I think this has been the most action packed year of loss and chaos, fear and cheer, and fights and rights. I am not by any means a loud and proud person but I have my moments. I usually will keep to myself about big issues like politics and religion, I am more of a stand up for people and be kind kind-of gal. I feel like understanding and respecting goes way further than debating and demeaning.
We all have our feelings and have a right to stand up for what we believe, but I think we have lost sight on how to be. This year has shown me that I need to go back to the basics my parents taught me as a child. Be nice, be respectful, love all, cover my mouth, wash my hands, respect my elders, and sit nicely. And yeah the biggest one, if you don’t have anything nice to say then don’t say anything at all.
This year is coming to an end and I have wasted more than I am ok with on doubt, hurt and disappointment. I have control of my day and life no matter what is thrown at me. Yes some days can and will be harder than others but I still have control over those and how I will let them get to me. It’s ok to feel, it’s ok to express how you feel, and it’s ok to be scared to express it, but do it. Show it or say it how you feel comfortable. Speak it, text it, write it, sing it, dance it, or even close your eyes and breathe it. Let it out and let it go, release it some how in whatever way feels right. There is always someone that is listening and that will understand.
Consistently inconsistent 