I stare at the blankness of the screen, words yearning to come out but I pull back....again and again I pull back. This once outlet of thoughts, this bastion of my mind is now a source of angst. Words I write are misinterpreted and I am questioned on them....questions to which I have no answers and some I don't wish to answer. Am I expected to open up every door in my mind and let it be inspected? There are doors in there I've never opened....doors that should not be opened. I feel backed into a corner...I find myself reacting in ways that I never thought of....this is new territory to me....I don't want to be in this corner.
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