I got in trouble so much as a kid
For screaming or yelling at my parents
Siblings
Or anyone else
And it took me 27 years to no longer feel like a wretch for that,
But it finally hit me today:
Why does anyone shout?
They're trying to be heard.
And I shouldn't have had to raise my voice
Just so they would listen.
It's not my fault that I had to scream so loudly
In order for someone to hear me.
Jun 24, 2025
Jun 24, 2025 at 12:06 PM UTC
I got in trouble so much as a kid
For screaming or yelling at my parents
Siblings
Or anyone else
And it took me 27 years to no longer feel like a wretch for that,
But it finally hit me today:
Why does anyone shout?
They're trying to be heard.
And I shouldn't have had to raise my voice
Just so they would listen.
It's not my fault that I had to scream so loudly
In order for someone to hear me.
Oh how badly I want to go back to the younger me and tell her that I'm sorry that no one ever heard her. I want to tell her that my folks and siblings didn't hear her, but I am finally listening and I'm going to help her now, and we're going to be okay. Everything's going to be okay.
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