Secret

[Deleted member 26920]

Have you ever had a secret so awful, so terrible you could feel your body rejecting it, attempting to rid of the bile for what it truly is? A secret immense to the extremity, so massive you become sure those around know of what you’re hiding just by looking at you? The venomous vocables gently ghosting their hollow fangs over your straining last nerve, minding to only slightly nip at the tips and nethermost curves of breath; a testing brush of smoke and mirrors before injecting their poisonous guile into the keystone of your sanity?

Have you ever worn a secret as though it were silver, melting and soaking into your being to bring true nobility to the task of carrying your own weight? The impenetrable skew of lies eventually coiling themselves around your windpipe, squeezing the truth out farther and farther with each tighten, allowing bits of life to leak as well?

Have you ever had a secret fill you up to a bloat, each classified syllable scraping up against your inner belly in a scramble to be free? The words turning to glass so sharped the maroon remnants of your vicious veracity form their own rivulet to the open?

Because I have.

 

[Wolvescry]

I have too. But we are still here, and there is still a way to survive and break free one day. It doesn't have stay this way.

 

[Deleted member 12723]

In order to survive, we kept the secret. For any number of reasons. To break the silence is to feel betrayal of speaking the truth out loud. It is so hard to break the silence. But it is the beginning of healing and recovery. for as we examine the secret in the light of day, new truths emerge and we can reframe the whole experience freeing us of the bad feelings we have had towards ourselves.