Grateful for my truth

Hey, as most people know, I am a very open and honest person. I tell it how it is and let people know how I feel. And that's ok if it's only affecting me, but social media is a difficult beast, and the things that I say can sometimes have repercussions for the people I love.

And that sucks. Because I am all about relentless self expression....but not at the expense of other people's feelings. I've deleted a whole bunch of people from Facebook today, not because I hate any of them, or because I'm having a midlife crisis, but because I want to show respect to the people I love and my extended family. I'm going through a lot of changes at the moment and I'm talking a lot, emoting, feeling, doing, and I'm aware that what I post on Facebook can seem really huge and big and unwieldy. But, rest assured that the thinking and growing and posting that I'm doing is underpinned by a whoooole load of strategies. I'm on antidepressants, I'm seeing a counsellor, I'm in recovery. I'm feeling great. I'm feeling sad. I'm feeling weird. And I talk about all of it. Sometimes that impacts other people and I don't want that. So, I'm tightening security, not because I am full of hate or fear or anger.....because I am full of love and thoughts and stuff. And some of that needs an audience, and some of it doesn't. I'm still figuring all of this out.... and that's ok.

I'm grateful for the friends who get it, and I understand that some don't. But that's ok. I understand me and that's all I need.

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