Lurking is probably more the norm here, actually; as the what/who/why of one's experience is hard enough. It's like a shock, and words to describe it are often very triggering as well.
When there's enough courage to venture a glance at what's here, one realizes there's a lot of oomph to the content. And a lot of tears behind the words, too.
It's pretty natural not to want to say much. This is raw emotion, and we live in a world that frowns on its expression. It's scary beyond words--which is exactly the fear I'm referring to.
Do I open that door and risk? Speaking for myself, I'm petrified I'll be judged; it was instilled early. The beauty here is that you can find a voice--there's no judgement that sets you apart as a bad person if you don't want to share, or it's just too awkward, or you stumble. It's a safe haven to visit when you can, or just want to, or have a pressing issue you need to check out--you can come when you need to, and your own experience is valued in turn.
Welcome.