We Have No Secrets
But should we….
I was talking with a friend, and she said that to be truthful, she had to tell her secret.
I asked if she was sure, because she’s been hurt so many times when she’s opened this part of herself to someone else.
Any relationship must begin with the foundation of truth, she told me, and basically I agree. But must we tell our lover everything about ourselves? First, it’s impossible, and even if it were, would it be desirable?
And then, which stories of truth demand to be told?
How much truth do any of us want from our partner, the one we love? Sure, some secrets are more potent than others, but if all else is equal, and there is happiness, why ruin it, even potentially? How much in the name of truth can we give? Can we receive? Can we take?
I keep wondering which secrets about my or my lover’s past are being kept? What haven’t I said; what will I never say? What does she suspect, and what does she choose to never ask about within these suspicions, whatever they may be?
I wonder if there’s anything she could tell me that would now or back then have caused me to walk away?
If you had to make a list of relationship deal breakers, what would they be? What would be number one?