I realized that I don’t share my personal experiences when I probably should because I don’t like people knowing my problems.
You know at church when everyone is giving their testimony & you can feel God almost literally picking you up so you can share your story next, except you fight him and never do?
Yup, that's me every Sunday.
Or in group settings when everyone’s talking about their life and traumas and I want to chime in, except I don’t.
I don’t because part of me feels like people don’t deserve to know most things about me.
Like once they know, they know too much and it’s a privilege to know me in a sense.
Maybe it’s fear, maybe it’s pride.