We all have secrets. Some we keep from others. And some we keep from ourselves. And we can sit here and claim we are open books or that we have nothing to hide. But in that case I wonder if we have really searched within ourselves and if there actually is nothing we try and hide from our conscious thought.
Maybe it was that time in elementary school when we were bullied, or maybe we were the bully. Or maybe it was when you rejected someone you liked because you were trying to portray some image you thought people would like better. Or maybe it was an injury that sucked more than anything that you are trying to forget.
Regardless of what it is we are all bound by secrets. And when we let them go we are just setting ourselves free. This is partly why I have a minor obsession with secrets. I think they tell you nearly everything about someone. What you choose to keep quiet about with others or from yourself speaks volumes. And in that moment when you release it I cant think of anything more beautiful. Its time to start setting ourselves free.
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