Listening
Trapped
03/Jun/08 Filed in: Listening
There are times when I'm sitting in a meeting and
I haven't a clue about how to ask for help. The
pain gnaws at me from the inside, and I feel that
if I don't do anything it will ... I don't know
... maybe it will get bored or tired or something
and just go away and leave me alone. So I sit. I
don't talk. I don't ask.
I'm afraid. I think that if you saw the real me that you would reject me. So I don't talk. And the pain remains.
But I do listen. Through the voice of another person, God does for me what I can't do for myself. Someone at the meeting shares and expresses the same feelings I am struggling with. Someone talks about dealing with the same problem. I'm a little bit safer because I'm am no longer alone.
I'm afraid. I think that if you saw the real me that you would reject me. So I don't talk. And the pain remains.
But I do listen. Through the voice of another person, God does for me what I can't do for myself. Someone at the meeting shares and expresses the same feelings I am struggling with. Someone talks about dealing with the same problem. I'm a little bit safer because I'm am no longer alone.
—Anonymous