To write anonymously is empowering. No one has to know who I am to feel and understand and empathize with my situation, it is just a human experience. We (sometimes) have the privilege to write our story and have intelligence that opens us to the world letting us be seen. heard. honored.
I don’t share my “negative” feelings with the ones that are closest to me. I don’t want to be a burden, but even more, I don’t want them to know I’m struggling when they are struggling more. I go to therapy, I share these vulnerable thing with professionals, but sometimes that doesn’t feel like enough because the people I love the most don’t know what’s happening on the inside. I know my situation and my feelings are important and should be acknowledged too, but most of the time what I’m going through doesn’t seem to compare or doesn’t feel “worthy” to share, like it’s so much of a smaller issue than what they’re going through.
I know for myself that my feelings are valid, and I know my friends would think so too. There is this hold that keeps me back though, and in turn I isolate myself from my loved ones and for long periods of time.