In thought of biases.

Yesterday, I had to confront my feelings about someone I looked up to for a long while. Today, I am split between saying what I think and feel about MM and staying harmfully silent.

Things are so much easier to speak when I'm not involved in them.

I have thoughts and feelings about MM and what MM's continued presence means for many of us. But I am afraid to say much or clearly because I can be the one that tips the domino that leads to my friends' misfortune.

It's, like, I lack the courage to overcome my good wishes.

I can't even spell out MM here.

I know this is a selfish, arrogant, thoughtless, discompassionate thing, but the situation involving the issue in local scale is something I have an emotional stake on.

It's extremely bothersome. Like I want to escape from myself.

So I'm thinking about my biases. I will never be a truly rational person who makes rational choices for rational reasons, but I'd like to come close. When my concern for my friends and mentors, who blazed the path for me, is too much to bear -- or perhaps the other way...

I feel cowardly and small in my vicious silence.

Vicious, vicious silence.

So all in all I'm upset and bothered and angry and sad.

This thread is sponsored by a day spent on being yelled at.

Well writing these tweets made me sadder and more confused. It usually goes the other way.