I don't do secrets anymore, secrets are a dirty word in this house; secrets and lies always seem to work against the wielder.
Guilt, shame, remorse, depression and a lack of absolution still allow the darkness in but as I'm in the process of shining a light in the very darkest depths of my mind I am not afraid of these feelings and know I am capable of ridding myself of these unnecessary burdens on my being the carefree, sober, person I am now.
Privacy has nothing to do with secrets in my opinion. I think it's got something to do with morality or morals?
Driving my wagon of hope through beautiful views on my road to myself