I saw it first thing on Facebook this morning. One of my coworkers made an announcement: over 20 years ago he was molested. Now he's a thirty-something adult. A husband, father, coach, chaplain, preacher.... For whatever reason, he decided the New Year holiday was the time to share this with the general public. I'm happy for him, that he felt the freedom and peace to do this.
Sometimes I wonder if it would be better if my husband would do such a thing: "Hello world, I'm bipolar." Of course, it would be up to him; his decision. I'm curious if the rush of freedom is worth it. The putting it all out there, without shame or remorse. "This is who I am." Or for me, "this is who my husband is, and therefore who our family is."
I've never made such a declaration. Yet I'm curious. Will the day ever come when he will? Will I be ready? Will I handle the questions and comments well? Or will it always be a private piece of our lives?
Today I'm fine with how it is. But again, there might come a day when he isn't. When he puts it out there, for all to know.
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