I Never Wanted to be a Mason, So Why am I Always Building Walls?
"Hello all. Catchy title, huh? I’ve been exploring a
lot of ideas recently about “wall building” as it applies to the
ways that we as people present ourselves to others. I think
that most of us are somewhat different in different settings.
Now that sentence has two big qualifications in it: most and
somewhat. Maybe I’m different from everybody else.
Maybe I’m the only one who often feels like she’s a different
person at church, from the person she is with her parents, from the
person she is at work, from the person she is with friends, from
the person she is with her children. And the bad part is
maybe none of those are who I really am. Maybe I don’t even
know who I really am and that’s what I’m trying to find
out. "
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Please visit The Therapy Journals of the Fat-Headed Klingon Woman to read the rest of today's entry in which I try to dive into deep thought and hope I don't end up with a skinned nose!
Also, check out the poetry and fiction tab, if you haven't already!
2 Comments
As for me, no walls. I am who I am and that is what anyone gets when they meet me. I am open and honest, without being hurtful, unless it is absolutely called for, then I can be a real ass. I have nothing to hide, my life is an open book. My past is my past and has nothing, and everything, to do with who I am today and who I will be in the future. If I am asked about my past I am completely open. If you think you like me now but change your mind because of something in my past, well so be it, but I refuse to hide behind any walls.
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