Open Book


Sometimes I wish I could share personal stuff on my blog. I mean, I do, but super personal stuff. Sometimes I read people's blog where they totally open up about things that happened in their life. Things that are ridiculously personal. I always admire them for that. I can't imagine sharing some of that stuff with friends and certainly not sharing it on here. I've always thought of myself as an open book but as I've gotten older I've come to realize that is certainly not the case. I open up to some people. Even then I pick and choose who knows what. It's funny how different friends know different aspects of my life. I don't think anyone knows everything. I'm not sure when this started happening but somehow it has. Sometimes I do wish I can totally open up to someone. Just kind let it all out. For some reason I can't. Not sure if it's because I'm scared of being burned, judged or feeling exposed. I know that every time I tell someone a secret I swear them to secrecy over and over and over again. Even after they swore up and down like 50xs they won't say shit I'm still left feeling uneasy. It's hard for me to trust. Obviously. Someone posted something on Instagram not too long ago saying to be careful about what you tell friends cause you don't know if they're always going to be around. It got me thinking for sure. I was like dang. Kind of scary but it is what it is. There is really not much one can do. Hope for the best and after the fact, still not close yourself to people.


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