I Was Too Cautious and I was Wrong (#TruthTuesday)


I prefer to err on the side of caution and didn’t realize how overly cautious I’d become in this article.

I didn’t receive any comments on the writing, publicly or privately, from family members or friends; which honestly wasn’t unusual so I didn’t think much of it. It wasn’t until this year, about four years since the article was written that someone asked me about it, my word choices, my perspectives, had I changed, etc. You see, this person wasn’t able to reconcile my words of four years ago with who or how I’m known.

I was thankful for the questions and the sincerity in which this person wanted to understand me, my thoughts, and feelings.

I began at the beginning. There was a backstory to the event I wrote about. The situation was that I was belittled and verbally degraded in front of strangers in a State and neighborhood I was unfamiliar with. This person was the one I’d traveled there with and being in an unknown place, and her being the only person I knew, my thoughts were to maintain the peace with her until I was able to fly back to my home State.


The story I wanted to write was of my anger and confusion at her attitude toward me, loudly in front of her friends; none of which I knew. I didn’t write that story due to concerns of outing her since it was a very sensitive interaction. So, I erred too much on the side of caution. To avoid sharing how I was feeling, which would have been harsh … I turned that harshness toward anonymous people. People who’d never know what I’d written. People whose actions couldn’t be traced back to them personally. I was wrong. As a writer, I need to write my authentic feelings in a way as easily digestible as possible. Even in the most mundane essays and stories, someone somewhere may be offended. As a writer, as a humane person, my intention isn’t and never should be to judge others or speak harshly about any particular lifestyle.


We’re all humans. We all bleed red. We all have feelings. We all live life. We all love who we love. We all enjoy what we enjoy. I was wrong to blind myself to those facts. As a Christian, I believe God loves us all for who we are. I believe we are His creation. How dare I be so cruel and unyielding, so unloving. Truly, that was not my intent which is why I am so thankful a friend asked me about the article. I re-read it with fresh eyes. Through reliving the moments of that night, I saw in those words a person I didn’t recognize; a person I didn’t like. A person who wasn’t my authentic self.


I never thought to simply delete the article. My thought was to edit it by writing similar words as these OR to write a new article apologizing for the stance I projected in that one.

There’s a saying, “Hurt people, hurt people.” That’s what I did. I was appalled by how I was treated and projected those feelings onto others. I was wrong. I apologize.

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I journeyed from GED to PhD with a host of experiences in-between. I'm a lover of penning my thoughts whether as poetry, prose, short stories, essays, inspirational articles, reviews, journal entries, and more.

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