Do you want to know a secret?
I have a secret. I’m not supposed to tell anyone about it. It is so hard to keep. I want to shout it out to the world and tell everyone I know all about…
Wait a minute, I can’t do that. If I do that, then no one will ever trust me again. I certainly don’t want that to happen. It’s good to be trustworthy. It’s good to be respected and reliable. When you are, then people share their thoughts with you. They are more willing to share their feelings with you. They become your friends. So I can’t tell you my secret.
But then again, some people share their secrets with the friends that they trust. Isn’t that what friends are for? And I know you are all my friends. So why can’t I share this secret with you?
But a secret, once shared, is not a secret anymore. And it is my secret. So I shouldn’t share it with you. I’ll keep it all for myself.
But if no one else knows about it, is it really a secret? It’s more of a nothing. Somebody else needs to know it for it to be something. That means I need to share my secret with someone. But who?
If I write it down and date it, and the secret comes out somewhere else, I can prove that I knew and kept it.
But if someone else finds the paper I wrote before the secret should come out, I could get blamed for letting it out even though I didn’t tell the secret.
This is very confusing. I think I’ll bury it deep into the recesses of my mind. No one will be able to find it there.
If all of you are truly my friends, you will believe I knew the secret and was trustworthy enough to keep a secret. So that’s what I’ll do.
There’s only one problem with that thought. With all this talk about secrets and what to do with them. I forgot what my secret was.
If any of you knows what it was and can tell me. You can trust me. I know how to keep a secret.
