We so often use to term, ‘Its personal’. But what exactly does that mean.
If you having trouble in your life it is regarded as personal, but only to strangers. For those we allow within our emotional space are sometimes privy to things regarded as personal.
Sentimental items are regarded as personal as it only has meaning to you.
Your being, your very person. That is regarded as personal.
Underwear. That is regarded as personal, especially to men who are not your spouse.
Cosmetics and toiletries are personal because it is used on your body, your person.
Your own space, like your bedroom or your home are also personal.So I can go on and on.
Yes all these things are personal, but they are just as personal as the people you allow within that realm.Your bedroom will be private, but that privacy will be shared by a roommate or spouse.Your underwear will be private accept for those you decide are privy to that part of you. And so you will then decide the level of privacy you will ascribe to each situation.
But then there are instances that is totally personal, without any question, such as your relationship with your husband. However in my case even that space is often a shared space as my sister-wife is an integral part of my personal space.So my sense of privacy is much different to that of others. My boundaries are completely different. My life a shared space.
However, there are certain spheres of my life that to me is sacred and of which I am very territorial and possessive.
1. My own thoughts and feelings are mine and no one is privy to it unless I choose to disclose and share.
2. My children are also exclusively mine. The only world I need not share with anyone other than their father. Anyone else, will only be allowed at my discretion and on my decision.
Simply because I know how it feels to share the unshareble.
Sacrifice the unthinkable and adapt to the impossible.
To have traded previous plans, dreams and aspirations for new and unknown ones.
To have to shift your entire existence and plunge feet first into what sometimes feel like an abyss. An abyss where you walk in blindly trusting that as scary as the darkness seems, it will lead you to a place of beauty, peace, calm and contentment.
So in the light of this bold and brave leap, is it unreasonable to want to keep some spheres untouched and uncompromised. Not all the time, but indeed some of the time.
Am I petty and pathetic to feel that my children and my relationship with them should remain sacred, untouched and uncompromised.
Am I desperately trying to hold on to the last frontier.
Or do I have just cause to expect that one sphere remain unchanged and grow with ME, around ME and toward ME.
Can I regard my children to be mine and private?
Just asking …