We live a different world to our parents, when talking was more the “do as I say” type communication, that was in many ways more about conditioning, because your were never going to old enough to have that adult conversation.
We live in a communication age some would say we over communicate, through social media, but as face to face seems less likely you have to air your views through other mediums.
Blogging for me has always been cathartic it’s my headspill and I get to talk about the subjects I want with like minded people, and as much as I love my friends who are fabulously supportive, they still don’t get it all and when faced with the harsh realities, it’s still for them to take it all on board.
In our society which seems to be going backwards at warp speed many subjects are now considered taboo, simply because the real truth about what people go through in their lives is too much to bear, so they pretend it’s not happening, which then drives it further underground and makes it seem dirty, and when you confidence is shot, your mind altered it reinforces your own unworthiness.
Why can’t we talk about Mental Health problems, eating disorders, domestic violence,sexual assaults, abuse, what makes us fear this interaction so much, that people through fear of judgement live with their silent terror, therefore through no fault of their own enable the silence, distrust, their abusers.
As for myself recent events have made me open up, inside I curdled with embarrassment, the shock has worn off, I got up went to work, that is not to say I’ve dealt with it on an emotional level, that’s still creeping up on me, however as I said last night something snapped and I’m still teetering on which way to fall, and hope strength finds me to deal with this latest obstacle, I need to stop failing, and I need to be able to talk about it and not be a statistic.