Thank you for sharing, I couldn’t relate more! Growing up, it was the same in my house. We kept our doors open in the house and if they were shut something had to be wrong. It wasn’t until coming back home from college that I felt so exposed with my door open. Like you, I wasn’t doing anything deviant I just wanted some privacy. Now two years post grad I literally can’t go to sleep or fully relax unless my door is closed.
this.. by my preteen years, the door was taken off the hinges by way of “needing to learn and be a lesson” and yeah.. most magic pulsing through my veins, my body and creativity was in the sacredness of solace. so much so, i had separate rooms with my last partner.
I went through a period of battling my step dad to keep my door closed when I was a teen. It ended with it being taken off the hinges for a few months. I never forgot that. The first time he made me feel like I didn’t have privacy when I moved home from college, I left. I will NEVER feel that sense of not having any control over my space again.
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Thank you. This resonated with me. Great read.
I enjoyed reading this , never thought of that being a rule in someone’s home.
I kept my door closed all through my childhood . But I also grew up in a silent home , so everyone required their personal space .
Thank you for sharing, I couldn’t relate more! Growing up, it was the same in my house. We kept our doors open in the house and if they were shut something had to be wrong. It wasn’t until coming back home from college that I felt so exposed with my door open. Like you, I wasn’t doing anything deviant I just wanted some privacy. Now two years post grad I literally can’t go to sleep or fully relax unless my door is closed.
Phenomenal read. Really hits home.
Thank you!
LOVED! every bit of THIS! #cantotallyrelate
this.. by my preteen years, the door was taken off the hinges by way of “needing to learn and be a lesson” and yeah.. most magic pulsing through my veins, my body and creativity was in the sacredness of solace. so much so, i had separate rooms with my last partner.
END a lil space to be with cellf.
I went through a period of battling my step dad to keep my door closed when I was a teen. It ended with it being taken off the hinges for a few months. I never forgot that. The first time he made me feel like I didn’t have privacy when I moved home from college, I left. I will NEVER feel that sense of not having any control over my space again.
That’s the thing. Many parents felt that a closed door was a separation from them instead of a communion with ourselves.
Exactly! Everyone deserves some time alone. Privacy. A time to reset and gather yourself to be able to engage with everyone again at any age!
beautiful