And six other stories

I was recently asked how it is that I don’t feel uncomfortable when I share with the world my deepest emotions in the form of prose and poetry. In all honesty, I used to. I never showed my work to anyone, and they never even knew that I wrote. Eventually I opened up. If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be reading this right now. I can’t define a moment or event that made me want to share what I wrote, it just gradually happened. It’s how I feel. My emotions are my own, no one can take them away from me. People will think what they want, regardless of whether or not you give them something to think about. That’s something I wish I learned sooner. I’ve always been one to wear my heart on my sleeve, and I always will. I’ll never understand why someone would not want to show what it is that they’re feeling.  By being open with my emotions people can use that knowledge against me, and they have. It’s just how people are. So why would I write a poem if no one is going to read it?

One comment

  1. Jennifer Murphy

    I really relate to this x

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