I wouldn't want to deny anyone anything. Nor force anyone to play to "the gallery" either. That's not what I was taught to do.
But I also, when I taught, didn't want to force people to play to false perceptions of themselves or what they would face out in the world. And since then what is going on has only become worse.
As I said, I don't have the answers. All of us would rather erase the stupid mistakes we made when we were young. But that's life. Ask my children. And the ghosts of my editors. But those mistakes became obvious for a reason.
I have a cat (I cannot remember when I haven't...) and sometimes people tell me, "Ignore the cat if she distracts you!" as she does, often. But why would I do that? What's the point of having a cat if I ignore her? Yes she distracts and yes sometimes to the point even of annoyance but this is our relationship which I chose.
People sometimes say, "Write as though no one is reading" and this is essentially what I was taught. First. But then I was taught to think of who I was writing for. Next. Because without a reader what is my purpose? This is a communication. Am I writing for Gestalt therapy? If so then I should call it that. And nothing else. Last I heard that doesn't qualify as an art form. So I must imagine an audience. Some group or person other than myself.
The Other. We write for The Other. And, if we wish to do something important in life, we write about The Other. Self is ultimately unimportant. We vanish. Even as we write about ourselves if we aren't somehow writing about The Other we accomplish nothing. Our work has no value.
Because we vanish in reality. We die. And if our work has real value it won't. It will last.
Just like my love for my cat.