shhhhhhh don't tell...

i. hate. secrets.

that's not to say secrets are exclusively a bad thing, but overall they aren't my favorite. sure, everyone's got some hidden bits, scandalous or not. i'm not saying i don't; i just hate that i have them sometimes. and i hate it when others keep important things hidden. i especially feel uncomfortable being entrusted with something huge and having no one to talk to about it--while i feel honored and special to be trusted with another's burden, it can be isolating to have to watch my mouth and not tell someone else the information. i wish there wasn't a need in the world for secrets, that people could feel safe enough to let things out in the open & not let secrets eat away at their emotions and poison their psyches.

there are definitely things i don't share openly with the world, but the amount of information i never plan on revealing if ever prompted is limited, if nonexistent. i may not share things with just anyone or for no reason, but i'm usually pretty willing to share if asked (and of course, it depends on who is doing the asking). i don't feel that much information about myself is life-changing or extremely important, and perhaps that's why i don't feel inhibited. i appreciate feeling this way now, after recently being trusted to keep a good friend's secret that few others know...it's hard to not share with my family, whom i share a great many things and who would be understanding of the content as well, but i respect my friend's wishes and request to keep things under wraps. my only advice, to anyone, is to not keep things entirely hidden within yourself--find atleast one person you trust to share the burden with. it makes living a lot easier sometimes...