I Have A Number Of Things Essay
I have a few “friends” and family on social media. Some I know in “real life,” some I met online, some are friends of friends. It occurred to me today while cleaning, that many of you probably don’t know that much about me. So, let me give you some information. I think it will help you to understand the reasoning behind this post and where I’m coming from.
I’m an introvert. I’m shy. In the fifth grade, I made a conscious decision to work on not being shy anymore. I work at it. Every time. Every social gathering. My first instinct is for flight. I take a breath and step forward anyway. (I was in my 30’s before I learned it was OK to walk away from people.)
I was raised religious. Born again, bible thumping, scripture stumping, laying on of hands, tongues talking religious. That upbringing distorts my view of things. I freely admit that. It’s a continual process to control my knee-jerk reaction to recoil when anything regarding religion comes…