March 15, 2017
When I was much younger, I learned very quickly that no one can read my mind, so no one could possibly know what I want unless I voiced it.
After learning that, it took me even longer to learn how to voice my opinions. And for some reason, I still can’t find my voice.
Maybe I’m just scared because I don’t know what might happen. Or maybe I do know what might happen and I’m scared of it…