I’m sitting at my desk at work and I feel trapped. Trapped—not because I don’t love my job and enjoy coming here, but trapped because I am unable to do exactly what I want to do right now! Right now I want to tell all men exactly what is on my mind. Right now I want to tell the guy on my football team that I think he’s cute and we should go out sometime. Right now I want to tell the guy I’m going to be going out with in a couple days that I don’t want to go out because you don’t meet my height requirement. I want to tell the cute guy at work that he was in my dream last night and I didn’t want to wake up from it. I just want to send a message to all men that says "I’m here, I’m real, I’m me and I’m no longer going to repress who I am to be who I think you want me to be"!
That message—that proclamation, if you will—is really not for them, but more for me. I want to gain the confidence and self-assurance to be the real, authentic me. I don’t want to be ashamed of how I feel. I want to put all my feelings and there and let the cards fall where they may. I’ve put my own restraints on myself. It’s time to take the handcuffs off….