Fear

I tell people that I don't live in fear. I say I do things without fear of reprocution. “I do what I want,” is a phrase that has passed through my lips a number of times. It is important to not live in fear. If fear dictates your life, you are not in control. If you are not in control, your life is meaningless. I like to believe in a philosophy of never living in fear. I do as I please, as long as it’s legal...usually. I don’t go around killing people, but I don’t let any punk push me around either.

If you, the reader, haven’t guessed it yet, I’m pretty good at articulating what I think and feel easily. I choose my words wisely, and get my point across. I mean what I say, and I say what I mean.

As I have said before, in today’s society, our personal lives and our public lives are slowly but surely merging together. With social media these days, our entire lives are revolving around the technology we so desperately need.

Then we reach a problem.

I...have a secret. Well...actually it’s not a secret at all, if you really know me. It’s a very public fact about me. And there is where we see the problem. My “secret” is something that, at this time, not very socially accepted. It is slowly becoming more and more socially accepted, but just like any social “issue,” it shall take time to break such “taboos.”

I just wonder if being so open about this secret might lead to closed opportunities, loss of friendship, or general disdain from others. This is why I’m not saying the secret on this blog post. This secret, if it were known by everyone, would mean I could not be president, could doubtfully be a congressman, and could doubtfully manage to become mayor, especially in this town...

I live in a relatively liberal state, I go to a liberal college, and I still have to keep my secret a...secret. The majority of the population that is different from me can take this specific difference and flaunt it. Use it to their advantage. Use it, even to cause trouble or even harm.
Not me. People who share my secret do no harm, although the majority disagree. We're just like everyone else, though some claim we aren't real Americans. We are strong, our numbers are increasing in yet we are told that...
I have said too much...

So what do I do? Do I come out of the proverbial closet? Or do I play it safe? Do I reveal who I really am and what I really think, or do I swallow my pride and hope that acceptance of people like me shall continue?

(BTW, no, I’m not gay. The secret is not that I’m gay. There’s a gay congressman so my congressman sentence wouldn’t make sense if that was the secret)

I guess the future is the only thing that will tell me the answer. I fear my actions as a child and young adult may ultimately lead to my (theoretical) political downfall, if I were to ever go into such things. Who knows?

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