My Voice in the Art of Relationships

I have a voice that feels caged tonight.  One that if given invite could shake the foundations of the things some people simply don't want to know. I have a vision to rectify the flaws we find ourselves failed by when active in the art of relationships. Life cannot thrive without fellow peers, mentors, resistance and the maturity to challenge ones faulty thinking. Willingness to admit weakness bids welcome to the tact of transparent honesty. If I had a platform to share my knowledge boldly, towards the ones I find myself excommunicated by, I would do it. The problem is would you still love me for me? Would the challenges be faced or stuffed under the rug or would communication prevail with flying colours? Will I dare continue to trust that words can and will make a difference for all humanity? To what extent will I stay the course and voice the truth against the tell of time?