I've struggled for a while now on the issue of censorship and my blog.
I've always believed that my blog is my place of release, that I can sign up and post about anything I want. Whether my posts be about my damn dog or my love for my baby, I would let it all flow out on this page.
Recently, I've had two situations that I haven't posted about because I was worried about who would read it and how I would offend them. I've kept these thoughts and feelings inside and lately it seems like they are going to burst forth from me and blow chunks all over my computer screen.
I've even wrote out the posts where I lash out about these relationships numerous times only to delete them.
I've asked everyone I know what they think. I've posted questions on blog boards, consulted Mr. Me, weighed the pros and cons and I still come up empty.
The small part in the back of my mind knows that if I post about these things, I will forever alter my relationships with these people. Once I post these posts and say these things, I can never take them back. They will forever be in the blog-o-sphere.
Then there's that part of me that bucks against censorship.... that part of me that says the c-word, that wants to express how I truly feel. The part of me that wants the truth to be known (and it is truth).... the part of me that doesn't give a fuck.
But I don't.
I don't post.
I keep it inside and I will, until it kills me.
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