There are things in this life which we just don’t ever want to share with anyone. Usually they are either huge embarrassments , or huge trauma. Sometimes they are both. They are the things which feel like icicles piercing our hearts when we say them out loud, All we can do is hope the person we have dared to bare our heart to cares enough to be that sun on the horizon which will melt the ice and support the healing that needs to take place.
Those things we hide so carefully, so deep within our souls, are the things which weigh us down. They are the things which, by their holding, drive wedges in relationships and form our slightly perverted destinies. They are the things which waken us in the night with nightmares and which haunt us in the daylight like fog on a frozen river. Paradoxically, they are can also be things, which in their telling, drive wedges in our relationships and turn our destinies.
Our deep secrets are so painful that when we reveal them it actually causes physical pain. The irony is, that when we hold them, it also causes us pain.
Today I dared to say something out loud that I never wanted to tell anyone..The telling of it could be an ending or a new beginning. I hope for the later but have to brace for the former.
To God alone I can reveal my heart with no fear of reprisal.