Tonight I revealed a secret to the person that gave birth to me. It was not an easy thing to do, but I did it. I cried after I told her because it was a highly emotional experience for me. I also cried because I loathe keeping secrets from her. Even when I try to keep small secrets, she knows because she's a mother. I do not normally keep things from this woman so you can guess that this secret was eating me up inside for a couple of years. Tonight it came out and she took it better than I expected her to. When I told her, I asked her to please keep it it to herself and do not tell anyone else. She still loves me and asked me to never keep things from her again. Why am I so afraid to tell anyone else?
Another person who was so near and dear to me, left this world without knowing what my secret is. How long will I let this continue? Is it something that I will take to my grave?
Do you have something you will take to your grave?