avatarGeorgiana Petec

Summary

The author describes their internal struggle with self-expression and the reawakening of their voice, initially suppressed, which is unleashed by another's influence.

Abstract

The author of the text, "My voice," reflects on the suppression of their own voice, which they had confined through layers of emotional barriers to maintain a sense of peace and accommodation. This tranquility is disrupted by an unnamed individual whose presence stirs the author's dormant voice, leading to a powerful and transformative release akin to a "hungry hurricane." The author acknowledges their initial resentment towards this disruption but ultimately recognizes the necessity of this awakening. The voice, once unleashed, becomes an unstoppable force in the universe, overshadowing the author's previous sense of self. The author concludes with a hint of realization that the radiant demeanor of the person who triggered this change has been a guiding light, suggesting a positive transformation despite the chaos.

Opinions

  • The author initially viewed their suppressed voice as a necessary sacrifice for peace and comfort.
  • There is a clear resentment towards the person who disturbed this peace, yet this resentment is later overshadowed by the recognition of its importance.
  • The author perceives their awakened voice as overwhelming and beyond their control, comparing it to a natural disaster.
  • The author's perspective on the individual who triggered the change evolves from one of hatred to appreciation, indicating a shift in understanding.
  • The text suggests that the author's previous existence was one of passivity and self-denial, and the emergence of the voice marks a significant personal upheaval.

My voice

She escaped, a hungry hurricane

Image by Mike Goad from Pixabay

I’ve locked my voice with multiple padlocks, container within container, so that it doesn’t dare come out, so that I, meek, benevolent, forever accommodating creature can exist freely and comfortably, basking in certitude at the expense of others.

You had to come along and rattle those containers from the inside out and the outside in. How I hated you for that. In my rising fury at the disturbance of so carefully created peace I forgot about my voice.

She escaped, a hungry hurricane, ready to engulf mountains and sky. She’s been ravaging and shaking the universe ever since, too enormous for the insignificant I to even plan to do something about it.

Your radiant demeanor though is showing enough. I had been mistaken all along.

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Poetry
Fiction
Writing
Self
Love
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