My Reality

I've been thinking lately really thinking about my life. I came to the realization that I give others more freedom of thought and expression than I do myself. If someone were to come to me and say I hate my mother I would tell them they had every right to own those feeling, but if for one moment I thought "gee I hate my mother" I wouldn't allow myself the luxury of that thought for even an instant. I have always been that way. If I feel something I don't allow myself the full scope of it. I just try to think of something else. I'm not allowed to feel what I feel it's ultimately wrong because I am feeling it. It just hit me all at once, I'm simply not allowed.

T.