A couple of days ago I was talking to my sister about some of the things I put on-this-here-blog.
It came down to her saying that a picture that I had put up of my nonboyfriendboyfriend and me was, in her words... "too scandalous".
She told me that she wouldn't put up a picture that... let's just say "exposes some skin" on the interweb in fear of our grandmother or her future employer stumbling across them and gasping in shock.
Well, much to my sadness (because it is just a darling picture of the two of us) I took the picture down not a day after I had put it up because I understood where she was coming from and then I sat around thinking about my next move...
Pondering if you will.
Well, something wasn't sitting right with me...
And this is why-
I told myself a while back that I was not going to edit anything out.
I was not going to censor my life for those who may or may not read my blog.
I was not going to censor my life for those who may or may not read my blog.
Anddddddd...
My grandmother already thinks I'm scandalous...
(Yes, she loves me, but she is also not oblivious to my boy-sca-spades in the past.)
As for the others in the world?
well
This is what I think.
I think I don't like keeping secrets. Secrets lead to speculation. Speculation leads to drama, rumors and s.***-talking.
If you are out right about something, then others have to be out right about it too.
I think I don't like keeping secrets. Secrets lead to speculation. Speculation leads to drama, rumors and s.***-talking.
If you are out right about something, then others have to be out right about it too.
I say, if you aren't doing something you want to tell the world about, you shouldn't be doing it at all.
I say, if someone was to write a intimate life story about the going's on in your life you should want to tell them everything, not cower away from who you are or who you were.
But, on that note, I do know that everyone has "those stories" the ones you don't bring up around your family, the ones that are burned in to your brain as some of the lowest moments of your life.
...
Yet, I understand that each thing you do reflects your character and your future.
So why not own up to the mistakes? For those mistakes are what make you stronger.
Those mistakes make you, you.
Those mistakes make you, you.
My strive for honesty and passion should not be taken lightly.
I am going to post from the heart because writing from anywhere else would just be silly.
But, on that note I am also not going to post the picture again, sorry.
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