Too much?

A few days ago I wanted to write about the dreams I have for my two black children.
But I didn't.  I was too scared, too tired, too...I don't know what else.
It's a constant dance I do with fear trying to write deeply but holding myself back. 
Because I want this space to remain a sacred haven.  

But I'm in a little bit better place now that I've reconnected to Goddess.  
And I feel in my heart of hearts I want to share this...I need to share this.  
Because it's something I ask myself often and it needs to be freed 

from my mind.

How much of the vulnerability do I share before it's too much?

Is it too much to write that try as I might to lead my life by holding the belief 
that 'we shall overcome' my secret fear is that someone may think my beautiful
boy is a threat because they will see his 'blackness' before they see anything 
else about him?

Is it too much to write that I'm afraid that someone will look at my beautiful 
daughter and see her as a hyper sexualized object not worthy of respect, dignity
or power of choice in who she shares her body with?  

Is it too much to write that I work diligently to show my son examples of 
chivalry but I'm afraid one day he may stop listening to me as he sees 
the way men are portrayed in the media?  

Is it too much to write that I don't see a difference between laws that prevented 
interracial marriage and the ones currently preventing gay marriage and that I
worry how the world will treat my two precious  children if they fall in love with 
someone of the same gender?  

Is it too much or is my choice not to write about those things not being 
vulnerable enough?

Truth be told I think only Goddess can tell me how much is too much

But sharing this right here and right