WHY SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE THAN MY MOTHER TONGUE HELPED ME TO DARE EXPRESS MYSELF. Part two

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WHY SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE THAN MY MOTHER TONGUE HELPED ME TO DARE EXPRESS MYSELF, PART TW0

 

MY RELATION WITH FRENCH LANGUAGE.
I REFUSE TO CENSOR MY HEART, I REMAINED MUTE TOO LONG.

 

Despite my studies in literary, I always was very bad at spelling, then scared of writing. Letters wrote to my friends or my family were my only way to share my deepest feelings. But people still made those remarks about my spelling. Then I stopped writing.

After successfully completing all my competitions, I went to live in London as I had expected. I felt liberated in speaking English. I'm French, so it is normal that I make mistakes. It is already a miracle that a French learn to speak English, right ?! This language is so simple, direct, while French is so laborious for me, heavy and pompous.

When I started to write and share my adventures online only in English, I was amazed about my ability to be able to express things that I would never dare saying and even less disclose in my own language. Over time I was able to gain confidence and get into translating my thoughts into French. I hated it, it was like hearing the unpleasant sound of your own voice and I could hear in advance all the critics, laughs and judgments of others Frenchs.

So I stared to write again, and would express things that I would have never dare to express with my mother tongue. When I felt confident enough to translate my thoughts in French, I hated it. It is like when you dislike to hear your own voice, it made an horrible sound, and I could hear all the critics that I knew I would get from people, I could heard them laugh and judging behind my back.

I still struggle but I keep going as I believed that some of you may need to hear what I felt sharing. By exposing my vulnerability I wish to show that we are not alone facing these challenges of life, we need to share our worlds without wearing importance to judgments and avoid comparisons.

So yes, unfortunately you will find a lot of spelling mistakes here and there, but I refuse to censor my heart, I remained mute far too long. But those who judge without even giving me the means to improve or to provide constructive advices; go away, I wasted too much time in your destructive world of talent.

And for those who rather sympathise and are aware of the power they hold by transmitting their knowledge, thank you for taking the time to correct me and teach me using the comments space below in each of my articles.

We will never achieve perfection, everything is already perfect.

Let us be ourselves with all our faults and weaknesses and take pleasure in growing together. We must first have the courage to write and share, and then have the opportunity to improve.

For those who have not seen this video in my previous article:

 

 

 
 
 


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The Wander Woman

J'abandonne tout pour dessiner sur la carte de France, en 80 jours un coeur, au volant de mon van aménagé,
tout en photographiant et en partageant les histoires des gens que je rencontre.
Qui m'aime me suive!

 
 

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