Friday, February 25, 2011

The Sun is Rising

I promised myself. I’d never tell a soul, not even if they put a gun to my head. I promised myself that I would never tell the stories that lay underneath the daily smile and sarcasm that make up who Steven Pokorski is. I swore that I’d hide the forbidden truths of self that lay in my past. I always thought that the dark of my inner self was the best place for the secrets that always registered as situations just waiting other people’s judgments and finger pointing.

That’s the biggest lie I ever let myself believe, and still fall into frequently: the thought that my story isn’t worthy to be shared because it’s no one else’s business, the thought that the persecution that could follow from telling such a story might have a large impact on my future. The thought that it could possibly jeopardize my own friendships, change the way that people look at me, and re-define how people view me. So bring it on, look down on me, frown upon me, talk about me, or ignore me altogether, but I do reach my hand out to you, join with me, fight with me, cry with me, in hopes to bring change, beauty, and transparency, to bring a greater meaning to the words “bare each others burdens.”

It’s time. It’s time to throw off the cover that has been sealed with years of chains and darkness. It’s beyond time to let the sun in, let people see the struggles, pains, joys, and breakthroughs that have formed this person that I’ve become today. It’s time, because this story could possibly help someone, it could show someone that they aren’t alone, that I have been where they are, and though I don’t understand their situation fully or know how they feel, but what I can do is sympathize with them. I can give advice for the people who struggle in the areas that I’ve struggled, I can cry with them, I can share their pain, and I can speak for them when they are not strong enough to speak alone.

This is my story, a story of brokenness, of pain, secrets, and struggle, but this is also a story of redemption, of restoration, joy and hope. I own this story, and no one can tell it but me. My name is Steven Pokorski, and this is my story.

Coming 2013, to a bookstore near you (hopefully)

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