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There Are Lies in Our Silence
“When you have something to say, silence is a lie”-Jordan B. Peterson
The above quote is more than thought-provoking to me. It summarizes why I write in the fashion I do, the household I was raised in and why I was the way I was, outside of that household growing up.
This is not an article about the man who originally said it, his politics or viewpoints. Though I acknowledge, some will likely see his name and read no further, that’s fine.
I often have things to say, many disagree with. This applies not only to readers but editors, employers, administrations, higher-ups, as well as my own family and friends.
So much went unspoken in the house I grew up in and throughout my extended family. I believe this is what primarily led to me being as outspoken as I was growing up especially, and still am to this day.
There were so many things I wanted to say at home but was afraid to and made to feel I wasn’t allowed to. They were things we simply didn’t talk about or discuss. Emotions being one of them. We hardly expressed emotions, outside of pent up anger, anyway.
My Father would let every little thing I did that bothered him go unspoken, bottle it all up until it all finally couldn’t be contained — and then explode in anger over something trivial.
