“I am not this talkative verbally.
Except when cuing in on people’s needs, or minor social interactions around me where only a small amount filters to the surface.
And if under pressure to express more complexity quickly, I have to fight blocks and lockdowns along channels when attempting to interpret deep internal to external expressing.
Therefore, much of who I really am and believe is relegated to my own forum such as here.
I try more and more to allow myself to freely express myself in society.
But my most free times are paralleling, still in a type of secluded secrecy.
I try to allow myself my moods, my laughter, and playfulness – but even then, often, my inner critic tied to past societal diatribe is too much of a witness.
How can I still be so isolated when there is so much that I can see and long to be?
I guess it is has to do with lack of “safety.'”
