From the moment of my birth, silence has been my enemy. Parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins all remained silent about the violence in our family. No one spoke the truth, and if they did, they were told by other family members to not speak about it out loud, to remain silent, to act as if nothing terrible was happening.
My family has been my greatest enemy in matters of what was actually happening. To speak out loud, telling my truth meant shunning, scolding, chattering…Continue
As you are well aware, I express my thoughts and feelings as honestly as I can, and it gets me into more problems than need to occur. In my 78 years of living, I gained nothing by remaining silent in face of what confronts me. I paid a terrible price for remaining silent when I should have screamed at the top of my lungs, and sadly, my kids paid the price for my cowardice.
I don’t mean to imply that remaining silent is cowardice in all…Continue
Added by Joan Denoo on July 18, 2014 at 9:07am — No Comments