I feel strongly about a few things. But frankly, sometimes I’m not terribly vocal about those things. Sometimes this frustrates me because ofttimes the things that I feel most strongly about, the things that are closest to my heart are the things that I am most hesitant to open up about.
For instance, there is my religion. I see people all over the world being very open about what their beliefs consist of. This by no means is a lack of faith, nor am I ashamed to admit where my beliefs lie, but I would say that my . . . hesitancy stems from a desire to keep what I hold sacred unscathed by the derision of the world. When I was in high school, nearly the entire school was well aware that I was indeed a member of the LDS church, lovingly referred to as the Mormons. But I never really brought it up, or forced it upon anyone, and if ever confrontation arose, I tried to curtail the conversation as deftly as possible, often to no avail. People were curious, and rightly so, but I had no desire to see my special beliefs pulled out to be exposed to the mockery of the average high schooler. So I didn’t push it.
Now I am in an atmosphere where there is very little threat of mockery, or even vague disagreement. I am comfortable. My beliefs are not being challenged, and part of me believes that the lack of resistance is causing my muscles of assertion to go limp. I don’t really have a solution to this problem, but simply putting it out there is a step in the right direction, a step that could help me to puch myself a little farther every time.
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