I have a secret. a secret that has created many other secrets.
a secret that may ruin my life, and many others.
a secret..
my friend had a similar secret, she just got taken away.
this is..is bad. no one besides me and only me knows about it, and i will keep it like that for a while.
until i can find someone i can trust with my life. someone like my best friend.. whom i won't be seeing for a while.
My secret is like a wild dog barking inside it's cage, begging to come out. But i can't let it. not yet. maybe never.
no one would take it, or me, seriously.
no one ever has.
its tearing and pulling and screaming at me. telling me to go one step further. but i can't.
it will bring guilt.
denial.
insanaty.
anxiety.
more than that.
i can't trust anyone.
no one.
never.
