Since I was younger, I have been the chosen vessel for every manner of dark thing in the life of another. My mom, brothers and sisters, friends, even random strangers. I've been the holder of their secrets for all of my life. I've seen so much I can't bring up or talk about ever because of the amount of people it would destroy if the knowledge were to escape.
Today I was told something along those lines. It involved sex with a person that was in every way cheating. The circumstances cannot be described, but it happened downstairs at 5am. How am I supposed to bear this one? The people that it involves, the lives affected, and to top it off, the fact this is just "Oh, well that was probably bad, but let's forget it ever happened, mmkay?" and nothing more...
-_-
yeah, it sucks to be the secret keeper.
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ReplyDeleteTake it as a compliment that people trust you enough with their secrets.
-Dean
dean -- if you knew what the secret was, you wouldn't say that. then again, i could say that about a lot of things in this blog.
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