In which I write about...HURT. Naaaa. I am actually not gonna write about HURT because I simply see too much of it in the world. People hurt each other far too often, in ways huge and small, and frankly, I'm sick of HURT. Sick and tired of all that HURT. What a weird word, HURT. Just typing it, it looks so odd.
I am going to write about friends and censorship. Today my lovely friend posted a piece here about her personal HURT. Let me tell you, she has been truly HURT. But the point here, is that her post was "taken down for offensive content''. Hmmmm. Imagine living through that ''offensive content'' and coming out on the other side... which she did! and dammit, I hate that her piece was censored like that. Because I love real and free writing. I love being expressive. I love the freedom of speech we supposedly have.
It has caused me to think about what censorship is. (oh no she's thinking about stuff again...) But really. We talk about FREEDOM of this and that. FREEDOM to say and do what we want (including hurting others? yep) and yet... when we really talk about that hurtful shit... we are 'censored '?
I am often baffled by the sad hurtful stupidity conducted by my country and other counties....and How much 'freedom' do I really have to talk about it, I wonder. I am nobody in the big picture. I am not an important or wealthy or influential person. So therefore, I probably have more freedom than some. But, hey, here was my friend...also a non- prominent or significant person in the public eye... and she was censored. For language, most likely. For language. Language that was screamed at her throughout her formative years. I know many people, maybe some of you, have similar stories...How is it alright that people can scream obscenities at their innocent beautiful children and yet... we cannot talk about this without being OFFENSIVE? It is baffling.
I am so fortunate to have friends. Friends, all kinds and varieties of them get me through life. My kids are friends. People who I've met only recently and connect with instantly are friends. People I've known for years, worked with, or lived with are friends. Friends are the antidote to hurt! Because, what is life without friends?
I'm so thankful. I'm so lucky. I'm so blessed. Because even though everyone experiences HURT... those of us who experience FRIENDS... are so rewarded with a life worth living. x #500wordsaday