A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...
I was just thinking about secrets. I mean, what's the point? Why is it that we can't tell people certain things about ourselves. Is it from shame? From being too embarrassed as to how people might perceive we
actually are? Or, maybe it's a sort of need for superiority. Like a childhood "I know something you don't know." Maybe it's to keep people on their toes, waiting. Hoping the next thing said is going to be juicy.
I don't think there's much about me that
someone doesn't know. I guess I don't have secrets. There are plenty of things that individual people don't know, but, as a world, there's not much of me to hide. Odd. I wonder if that's how most people are. Probably not. I think I'm quick to share personal things about myself. That's probably not the best thing, though. Or, maybe it's only not good because no one else does that. It's not
inherently unsafe. It's just that the secret-sharing is one-sided, or something like that.
I don't tell everyone everything about me because there's a lot-- a lot of stuff, I guess, that I don't want people (as a general rule) to know. But, someone knows. I think. I'm not sure if this is bad. Well, it's probably one of those socially constructed good/bad things. So, in other words, it's probably no big deal.