Whether we’re aware or not, every day we’re given choices. And a new opportunity to improve ourselves. If we use these gifts or not is up to each of us. No one can control our fate unless we allow this.
1 minute – that’s how long it took me to figure out the tragic story behind an apparent gentle touch. For such a short while, I was reading. The expression on their faces. Which were contradictory. She was afraid – to stay; but more scared of running. He was in charge… He was pressuring her to kiss him. But no one could have come in between, as no one was interested in such thing. No one will ever know the facts behind such fear. As everyone was in a rush to start their weekend.
If I were to answer the question “How would you help a shy person come out of their shell?” I would say: with small steps, as an invasive way would only push them away. Gaining their trust, so that they let me find out where they come from. For, if we know the source, we know where to work for a self-confidence boost. And by NEVER betraying their trust. (The line is too smooth to cross. If we do, they’re gone for good.) And by sending songs with and uplifting message!
I would be honored to learn stories from people who are shy or afraid to expose themselves to others and help them raise their #SilentVoice. For bringing this to light, this blog will become part of the campaign, so please help me help you, by getting in touch with me or by leaving the title of a topic in a comment and I will try to contact you, in a private message. As I respect confidentiality, I may create fictional characters, in order to keep the #SilentVoice safe.
Most of us, throughout this experience called a life, encounter beautiful people and people that are stubborn to keep their eyes closed to what the “humanity” term should express. Today, my choice of debate goes towards the second cathegory, which hurts the first, on purpose.
The other day, on my way home from work, I took a short break into a small shop. Handmade stuff, beautiful things… But I was looking for a backpack, as the other one had its straps broken (I admit, I load backpacks like no one else!).