My Little Secret

Some of my readers know me.
Some of them don't.
Some people might put two and two together and know who Single Girl really is.

That being said, I can't share a secret that I am dying to tell all of you.

We all have secrets. Whether they're personal secrets about ourselves - or secrets a friend has shared.
Secrets are like gifts. We give them to others who we trust. We take them, gracefully.

Like a bud, a secret can grow into something much bigger than it really is.
In relationships, our secrets can feel like mammoth-sized moments where we have to have a straight-forward, open, and honest conversation with our partner.

Secrets that aren't major can sometimes seem huge to others.
Those that are minor can break a relationship down.

Do we share all of our secrets with our partner? Brutal honesty if you will.
Or do we censor our secret? Knowing it won't hurt them - or at the very least, thinking it wont.

The idea of sharing our secrets seems risky.
The idea of getting our secrets off our chest seems healthy.
I have to believe that holding every single secret in, not talking about it, not communicating, has to be harmful. Hazardous to our health even.

Post Secret is one an amazing blogs. It encourages readers to send in their own secrets on post cards, anonymously.

Some are funnier than others:

Others are a little on the heavier side:

Do you know that 11,000 people joined a Facebook page to discourage this person from jumping off the bridge? They wrote notes, emails, and videos address to the person that shared this secret.
One person will print out all of them and tape them up on the bridge to discourage this person from leaving this world.

Single Girl believes in anonymity but I also believe in the support that we receive from other people can truly help us.

I'll be sharing my secret with Post Secret.

You? Send your secret somewhere.

But please, just send it.