“What Happens At Home Stays At Home…”

A cultural ideology that almost killed me.

I’ve always envied people who were able to share themselves, shamelessly. That’s what I see in the art of the world.

Art is humanity. The human experience. Inspiration to continue our species. And do better. And you know where art comes from? Truth.

“What happens at home stays at home…”

It’s the gag order that has kept me in a spiritual prison. Privacy matters, but it comes at the expense of the truth. Forcing yourself to smile when you really want to cry. Saying you’re okay when you’re really not at all. Acting like everything is perfect when perfect ain’t possible.

My whole life I’d been walking around in a deep emotional pain and it took me ’til adulthood to realize it.

This is life from my perspective.

I think about what I want my legacy to be, and it always leads back to authenticity. I don’t think people should have to keep everything inside. It’s killing us. Or at least it almost killed me. Having to pretend everything is all good when it isn’t. That’s why people are depressed.

I’m not saying people have to share everything, but some things just have to come out. I’ve never really given anyone the chance to know me. Me, me. Because I’ve learned to keep everything inside. Keep the bad in to avoid ridicule. Keep the good in to keep haters away.

Well not anymore.

Telling my story is saving my life. Perhaps, I could save yours, too.