Silence is deadly and dangerous.
I grew up in a culture where someone else always had it worst than you. Where you couldn’t celebrate achievements because then you were boasting. Where you kept your mouth shut. About everything.
Sexual abuse. Shut it in. Emotional abuse. Shut it in. Broken marriage, mental illness, physical illness, fear, anxiety, rejection, pain, death.
Shut it in.
We still do.
We work hard to drive beautiful cars and live in fancy homes. We portray to be living the good life, but we’re not living.
We can count on one hand how many people we’ve had over in the last year. We live in cities full of people.
If we were to do life with others they might see us. The us that we’ve shut in. They would see that we really don’t have our shit together. That we are broken.
That would be uncomfortable.
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