Kay G.

Mental Clarity

I believe that many of us were lied to. Concepts seem to forcefully intertwine i n an attempt to achieve false personal mental clarity. As a child, I was aware of how the world was. Life was not fair, and it was confusing. Occasionally, there were moments of true happiness I felt in those younger days. As years went on, life somehow became even grittier than I imagined it to be. The people around me were so hurt that they unknowingly hurt those around them. I felt I was nothing but a scapegoat for my parents to vent their anger on in obscure ways. Eventually, that obscurity turned into delusion. As a result, neverending loopholes confused my common sense. Even the simplest tasks are harder than what I believe any could ever possibly understand. Of course, I'm unsure of that myself. Taking a moment to think when my mind is going 300 miles per hour is now a character flaw. Speaking my mind when I am hurt is selfish, and caring about my community is considered progressive. Honest expression grants me uncomfortable silence. Childhood values I had learned had become deemed worthless.