A friend of mine and I were talking about stuff going on with each other. I told him the next thing about the guy I like and how that turned out. It’s funny because the thing that bothered him the most was that the guy told me a bunch of stuff about his life the first time we hung out. I guess it is kind of odd… but my friend thought it was a bad thing. I kind of just agreed with him out loud, but I can honestly relate to it.

Growing up in a really small area where everyone knows everyone’s business is hard. It’s stressful. It’s like you think you can tell someone something and then BOOM. Somehow almost everyone else knows. Or you’re going to get judged. I trained myself to basically not confess any of my real secrets to anyone where I live because I didn’t want everyone else finding out. Or I didn’t want to lose them as a friend…

So what do I do? I confess to strangers. It is amazing how much stuff I can tell someone I just meet! People who I may not ever see again. I mean, why not? What are they going to do? Okay, maybe a lot, but still. It wouldn’t be as bad as the whole town finding out in my opinion. It’s kind of nice too because you can see how much they would judge you or not. It’s like… hey here I am. If you want to keep talking, then that’ll be great. Maybe I’m just weird…