Things I’m Afraid to Say

Last week Erin wrote a post that reminded me of a post I wrote a while back.  That one was a #SorryNotSorry and this is kind of the flip side of it.  I speak my mind a lot, but there are times that I keep mum on things out of fear of other people’s reactions.

 >> I love living by myself, but there are nights that I wish I had someone else in the house to laugh at funny stuff on TV with.

>> I really wish I had the heart to delete certain people on Facebook, I have friends and family members who love to share their bass ackwards way of thinking and there are only so many ways to un-follow someone on there without un-friending them altogether.

>> I cannot stand it when people tell me that I’ll change my mind about wanting to give birth to my future kids.  Yes I want to be a mother and yes they will still be my “real” children even though I didn’t birth them.

>> I sometimes think about how life would’ve been if my mother hadn’t passed away and I’d followed my life plan previous to her dying.  I’m happy with my life now, and I know that I never would’ve met a lot of people who are important to my life (or rekindled my relationship with my daddy), but I miss my mother.

>> I love the fact that I don’t have to spend every holiday with my family.  I love them, but I respect my father that much more for letting me know that it’s perfectly acceptable to not be around for every holiday.  I’ve decided that I’ll spend one major holiday with everyone and spend the other on a solo all-inclusive trip or with friends.

>> I don’t think babies should be in bars.  I was at a happy hour last week with co-workers and the establishment was a bar and grille, but I felt like it was more of a bar and there were quite a few babies there.  Like fresh out of the womb babies.  Now, I don’t want to tell anyone how to raise their children, but those kids were way too young to be at a bar.

>> I know I shouldn’t compare myself to other bloggers, but sometimes I do.  Especially to those who haven’t been blogging as long as I have and have hundreds (and sometimes thousands) of followers.

What about y’all?  What are some things you’re afraid to say?