seekrits

i'm a big fan of post secret. i have never taken the time to read through one of the books, though i check the sunday secrets almost religiously. i'm especially a fan of the dialogue that surrounds each secret - the emails sent in to comment, some of which frank posts, really enrich the whole sharing process.

i've considered posting secrets to this blog, knowing only a very small handful of close loved ones have the address. i hope there are other readers from time to time, if only someone looking for info on mental health, who skims and finds the hope that recovery is possible. i don't give the address to casual friends, or even most close friends, and certainly not to any lovers. this blog is more journal than anything, and there are few people i would let read my diaries :)

that being said, i'm feeling it difficult to get together the time and supplies, (and mostly the ovaries) to put together a really good secret to mail in. the ones that i have truly never told anyone are so deep that i can hardly bring myself to admit them. just about everything else i've told someone at some point. i think it's a way of trying to protect myself. if i've already introduced you to the skeletons in my closet, i can control what you know about them, and pretend i don't care if i see you peeking around the door.

so i sit here enjoying a gorgeous summer storm that i literally watched blow in over the course of an hour, and i feel again the pull to share something here. something juicy. something i've never shared before. something i don't even tell my cats :P

maybe i'll go eat popcorn until the feeling passes...