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a little like of mine


one of my most favorite things to do on sunday is to check the postsecret website to see the new secrets. i have a couple of the postsecret books and after reading the secrets, i go back through them and save the ones that i like, that i relate to, or that strike me in some way. there's a whole folder on my computer of postsecrets that i've saved. if i'm awake late (early?) enough, i'll check them right after they've been put up.
which is what i did today.

sometimes, the secrets aren't so good. there aren't very many that are meaningful (to me, i guess i should say....it's someone's secret, so it's probably meaningful to them) or that i relate to or they are just downright ridiculous.
today, however, there are many secrets i liked and that resonated with me.
here are a couple:



i like this one because life is calling...there's a great adventure awaiting most of us and we're not always willing to take it. but also, i like it because of the words on the side, "handle with care". life is delicate. relationships are delicate. we definitely need to handle them with care.



i really like this one. last year, this was a postsecret with just the words at the top: "next year, i want to get my tree with you." i saved it then, because i love stuff like this. i guess i'm a romantic, like the new secret sender, who saved it! this new one is cool because it reminds me that we're all connected in some way. our lives, our actions, our secrets even, touch the lives of others even when we may not know it.


today, when i checked the blog, there was a video posted at the top. i don't always watch the videos because i haven't really liked most of the ones i've seen from postsecret.
but i am sooo glad i watched this one.
there are some not so serious secrets shared, but three of them really hit me.

*i'm much better before you get to know me.
*you know all those books i won't let you read? they're all love poems written to you.
*i act ridiculous because i have a void in my heart.

wow. just wow.
i started to cry.


sometimes there are secrets that you just don't think you can share with anyone. they're too personal. too deep down. too much a part of you.
and you see that in these people who are vulnerable enough to get in front of a camera and speak aloud their secrets. it's hard. it sucks.
speaking our secrets isn't something we want to do.
because if we do, we lay ourselves open. wide open. and anything can happen when you do that.
even when it's people that you trust with anything and everything. you can't bring yourself to share those secrets.
we're afraid of what will happen. of getting hurt.

but we (i) always feel better when they're shared. when you tell those people you trust the secrets that are too deep down, too close to your core.
because most likely, your fears are unfounded. and probably, sharing your secrets only makes the relationship stronger.

i don't really have an end to this post, other than to say this:
*thank you, post secret, for giving us a place to share (read) our secrets. sometimes. other people say it better.
*i think we need to stop hiding and start sharing. and i'm totally preaching to the choir here....or is it the pot calling the kettle black? either way, i kind of (note: really, absolutely) stink at this, too.

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