Let me preface this entry with, no one is perfect, and we all tell lies.
Over the past several weeks, I have become especially aware of the amount of secrets I keep; Secrets that could ruin peoples lives, turn friends against eachother, and reveal dishonesty among the most envied relationships. The guilt of withholding information I'd most certainly want to know about is beginning to weigh heavily on my shoulders.
Although I would never tell a soul, because I'm entrusted to keep the truth hidden from those it may hurt; I can't help but wonder whether or not these "friends" that ask me to keep quiet deserve my loyalty? And, does it make me more genuine of a person if I tell the truth, or keep my reputaion as someone to depend on? Either way, someone gets burned.
So, "friends", if venting to me helps you get your 8 hours, by all means, tell me your deepest, darkest secrets. Just know, I've had some pretty restless nights.