Conditioned to not be afraid of anything…

I have had so many people try to silence me by trying to scare me over the years. They think that if they do that I will keep quiet as a marginalised member of society. You cannot scare someone who was locked up in a mental health unit as a teenager. I was the youngest in an adult unit. I had to grow up quickly. I saw a lot that the outside world didn’t see. Anger doesn’t scare me. I duck or disappear when I sense that it may come toward me. I am also not afraid to go into things that no one else will attempt to fix. I do that because avoidance isn’t going to change our system. If none of us speaks out it won’t ever change. That is why my post on my son’s birthday was brutally honest this year. I was waiting until my son was old enough to understand that not everything is not as it seems. If he finds something online his adoptive parents will have some very difficult questions to answer. That is why I chose now. I started questioning things at 10. I am hoping that the rise of the internet has made all children that way by that age.