Wednesday, October 20, 2010
I think I have a pretty complicated life. Not really on the outside. My life seems pretty easy: I go to school, I go to church, I help out with the matching band and that pretty sums up what I am up to these days. It is not a lot, and I sometimes wish it were different, but I think this is what is right for the time. My life becomes more complicated when I look at who my life involves. Breaking that down, I have family, friends and acquaintances. Those all can be broken down further among age, location, time I knew these people, religion status, sexual status, and politics. When I want to make an update on my facebook or twitter, I have to be careful as to not offend any one of these sub-categories. I do not feel like I have the freedom to truly express my thoughts and feelings regarding what I truly believe because I am going to offend *someone* out there and get my hand slapped. I hate that I live in a world where I feel so trapped in my own mind. I do not feel like I can have a discussion with another person about how I feel. I also do not feel like I believe in the right thing. No, I *know* I believe the right thing. I have a hard time finding other people who share my beliefs. I really need someone to tell me that I am right. I really need support from not my husband and not my parents.