I realized the other day that I’ve been writing on the same two themes in this blog for the last year that are at the heart of the story I’m telling in my book:
(1) the strength and perfection expectations of men and women, particularly in a relationship, where we are told we must always be strong and must always make sure everything looks perfect even when we aren’t and it isn’t
(2) the unrealistic expectations and dysfunctional roles placed on those experiencing trauma or illness
While I can clearly see the true colors of those who are or who should have been my closest confidants and supporters in this difficult time, I’m torn between unedited honesty and keeping my big mouth shut here among other friends and aquaintences who have come to care deeply for me in this journey I’m on.
So I pose this question:
If I do not share the truth of this struggle, how will I get to see your true colors?