It's always interesting being home again for the holidays. All sorts of old stuff gets stirred up, good and bad.
I love my family, but it makes me a little sad that there are some things that I just can't tell my parents. They are integral parts about who I am and things that have happened that have made me who I am, but if I told mom or dad, it would just worry them sick or make them angry and just not understand.
I'm 32 years old now and wonder if I'll ever have the courage to tell them. Or if that would just be selfish of me.
Anyone else? Are there some things that you do, that you've done, or that you've gone through that you will never, ever tell your parents about your life?
And do you think you ever will? Or are some things best kept secret...
I love my family, but it makes me a little sad that there are some things that I just can't tell my parents. They are integral parts about who I am and things that have happened that have made me who I am, but if I told mom or dad, it would just worry them sick or make them angry and just not understand.
I'm 32 years old now and wonder if I'll ever have the courage to tell them. Or if that would just be selfish of me.
Anyone else? Are there some things that you do, that you've done, or that you've gone through that you will never, ever tell your parents about your life?
And do you think you ever will? Or are some things best kept secret...