Teach Me

For two days I’ve been trying to figure out what to say. I feel like saying nothing isn’t right but saying the wrong thing is worse. I want to 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃 and understand but I also want to cry out and use my voice.

I would be lying if I said that using my voice scares me right now and I finally figured out why. It’s because I can’t fully comprehend this situation and I’m afraid of being misunderstood. That maybe what is meant in good intention and love will be the taken as something else. That my words will not be the right words and could inflict pain where love was supposed to go.

I can’t imagine that I’m alone in this conflict within. In fact, isn’t that the core of how it got to this point anyway? Being misunderstood?

So I decided in order to actually make a difference I must become teachable. Knowledge is power and if I try to actively 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃 and 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 maybe then I can actually use my voice to help and not hurt.

Maybe if I stop thinking that I 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 and admit that I don’t, maybe then a change will come. I don’t know what it’s like. I do not know what it’s like to be you.

What I do know is that I have love. BIG love for humanity. I know how to love but I don’t 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 what it’s like to be you. Show me how to love you. Tell me what you need.

𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓮