Something shifted yesterday. Something was different.
Through writing and recording the blogs I’ve realised that the shame of my past is diminishing. This post is about the way in which we all worry that “One Day They are Going to Find me Out”. But now I realise that all my life I had this fear that people would find out the real me. I don’t mind (so much) now that people will find out about me.
Also I’m beginning to understand that the shame I experience isn’t my shame at all. It’s the shame of society. Perhaps this insight means that it’s not my responsibility, alone, to carry this burden.
When you’ve listened to my audio you might like to read what Aui says too about “learning to weep”
PS The photo was taken in Derbyshire on an early morning walk with my dogs one winter.