It’s funny. When you throw the word “secret” at people, most will drift off to the dark side. Some minds will land on something they either did in the past and have tried to keep anyone from knowing while others will fly forward and think about any one of the things they really want ― or really wish for ― but also try and keep hidden from others … maybe because they’re afraid to let others really know them. Maybe because they’re embarrassed or think people will laugh at them if they reveal their secrets … their desires … their wants.
But here’s the thing, if you don’t find someone ― anyone ― to confide in you’ll rot inside. And there is no secret too damaging nor too absurd that can’t be shared. Be cautions, sure, of whom you choose to disclose your true self too, but at the same time, don’t be so cautious you never take the risk of making yourself vulnerable. Because sometimes it’s the secrets we share that save us.
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Today’s post inspired by The Daily Prompt: Secret ― “Secret … Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.”