A commenter asked me not long ago how I manage to write about my life, opening up my stories for the general public.
I think it helps that my adopted parents do not read this blog, so far as I know. I have thought through the fact that someday they might find this blog. I know that I'm treading a fine line between anonymous and public. Sometimes I say things that make people uncomfortable, and if my parents were to become readers here, I would end up censoring my writing.
I share my stories for a reason. I want people to stop being ashamed of sexual abuse. I think if we talked about incest more, it would happen less. Emotional and psychological abuses run rampant, and nobody says a word. If just one person reads my writing and feels less alone, that will be enough for me.
Depression is another huge topic that everyone is familiar with, if not personally, then in someone else they know. I want to take away the secrecy and encourage people to get help. There is no need to be ashamed, and it doesn't mean there is "something wrong with you" in the head.
Naturally there are some topics that are off limits. I might talk about my family, but my marriage is not your business. I will never write something about my children that I wouldn't want them to read in 10 years. I am careful of what I say regarding my job...I want to stay employed, after all!
I spent too many years being silent, hiding, and being ashamed. Not any more.