The Hypocrite

You probably haven’t noticed, as I have barely noticed myself, but I’ve been going through some interesting change lately. Most of it has been unconscious and invisible.

I’ve been trying to take back my privacy.

I never really had any to start, really. I used to feel like everything was good to share. I used to live in what felt like a happy realm of approval. There was a bright light shining on every corner of my life. Everyone agreed with me and I agreed with everyone. It was a bit like a self-constructed Truman show. And a little bit like Truman, it worked so well for me that I never had a reason to question it.

Why would I hide anything? Everything is interesting, everything is a story, everything is a lesson, and every lesson is worth sharing.

Until the lesson of lessons, the story that toppled all the other stories. Like any real lesson, it didn’t come nicely packaged into a masterclass, a meaningful anecdote or an epiphany. It came slowly in little touches, year after year, until I…