Sometimes you can’t tell everyone everything. Sometimes it take a minute to process. I have held onto something to which I just told one person. Although I am sure she might tell someone else, I am ok with it. You can’t expect one person to know all secrets. It just not humanly possible.
The feeling of telling someone makes it real. It puts it out into the universe. It really takes on a new meaning and dimension. You have now told someone and they can do what they will with the information. They can make it look worse, they can make you look bad, they can alter the story, they can now do what they will with the information. If they tell someone else it almost always gets back to the original person. It’s just the way a secret goes.
My secret is very personal to me and I am not quite ready to share with followers. I am dealing with it the best way I know how. I am not hurting anyone and no one is hurting me, except my feelings. To put the hurt to paper I hope is helping me. Purge, purge, purge!
Now that I have word vomit on myself…I go to clean up!
Peace Out!
Dear Boo 