Sometimes...

Occasionally i write stories about myself that i am not proud of... there are secrets that i keep even from myself upon occasion, and the idea of sharing them with the world is nerve wracking...

and sometimes, the events I've recounted were so traumatic, that even writing about them is a bit like reliving them....

then i wonder ... will anybody say anything?

Will they think i'm as terrible as i think i am?

Will they understand?

Will they believe me or just think im out for attenion?

 

Hard questions... sometimes its a relief when nobody comments, because then at least there arent any judgements attached.

Shierke Shierke
26-30, F
Mar 19, 2009