More than once in my life I have kept a "bad secret". These secrets typically have to do with something I had done wrong. Most of the time, I wasn't able to keep the secret longer than a few days. For me, the guilt seemed overwhelming causing me great discomfort. It was like an insect gnawing away at the back of my mind and I was never truly at rest. Although a part of me didn't want to reveal the secret, the guilt eventually overwhelmed that small sector of my mind. I just couldn't live with myself if I didn't confess my secret whether it be inconsequential or serious. When I finally did confess, all the pressure vanished and I was myself again.
Whether this powerful urge to tell the truth this is a good thing or not I cannot say, it's simply the way I am. Though that urge now is quite as strong as it used to be, I expect to remain with me for the rest of my life.
1 comment:
I completely agree; keeping secrets is hard. But unless you are in the Bush Administration telling the truth is a virtue.
Nice poll!
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