Say what you need to say…
Famous words from a famous man, John Mayer said that, and damn was he on the money… You do need to say what’s on your mind, we need to let others know how we feel. What use would free speech be if we were too afraid to speak our thoughts aloud? And yet…

Why do people find it so hard to communicate their feelings… No matter your literary background, you could be the most learned academic from Oxford or the most humble farmer from Brazil… It doesn’t matter, we all have such a hard time telling others how we feel about them. Are we afraid to lose their respect? What about their opinion? Does that matter to us? For some people, no… Others, yes… No matter how bold and outspoken you are, when you truly find someone you care for and love, your tongue becomes tied, your jaws don’t work, your brain stumbles and your thoughts come to a complete halt. There are some among us, especially of my own generation that don’t care what others think in any way shape or form. They would rather cut off their hand before they conform to what others want them to be, and that’s their choice. They will tell someone directly their opinion of them, good or bad, consequences be damned. I find this to be a gross breach of respect for a fellow person… There are some things you just can’t say in public. But now, take those same people that don’t give a care in the world what anyone thinks and put them in front of someone they care deeply for, beyond familial love… Watch them stumble, watch them trip over their words, unable to say what they are feeling....


Is it just that our emotions are indescribable? Is it an impossibility to explain what we feel inside to others, no matter how much we want to? I can’t answer that, maybe another can, but I’m out of ideas… I can’t speak what I wish and it puts me under the greatest stress imaginable, the inability to show someone how much I care, and how much I want for them, how deep the love goes…


If you’re someone like me, if you’re unable to vocalize your feelings, tell me, I know I’m not alone… Or maybe I am, and I’m just desperately grasping for a buoy that doesn’t exist.

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