I Don’t Know How You Want Me To Be, So I Freeze
Learning social mores-they ask for truth & don’t always want it.
Poems from my younger self, when I was beginning to navigate being a whole person. Not a recluse. Not some form of another as they yank my puppet strings. It is so hard to start to learn when being yourself makes people uncomfortable in a healthy way and when it’s in a toxic way.
But hey, it’s a journey. I’m still learning.
Where is the line?
Between honesty
And intruding on your comfort zone
You called it “oversharing”
What even is that?
I was telling the truth
Which seems to be wrong
What is the social more here?
Because I don’t know
And no one will tell me
I can’t hang suspended
In the empty, thin air
Forever.
“The fool tries to adjust the truth so he does not have to adjust to it.”
― Henry Cloud
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