Who're we kidding..everybody's got secrets. In the old days, people would climb atop a mountain, carve a hole in a tree, whisper their secret into it and cover it up with mud. I never found my tree, so I told people.. and they didnt know what to make of it. Some just treated me like the ebola virus and fled.. others probed so much that i realised that I wasnt ready to spill everything and I decided I'd wait till I found my tree.
It struck me that finding a Mr. Right was going to be even harder with my 'other' life but then i guess its more important to appreciate yourself before you go looking for someone else to appreciate you. Took me some time to figure that one out. But I stick by it.
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