anonymous person with binoculars looking through stacked books

What’s the most significant secret you’ve ever kept? Did the truth ever come out?


I have no real secrets, only selective ones. I’ll tell most things to most people and withhold information only when I must, to avoid undeserved judgement based on bias or preconception. Very often, the reality of a thing does not match the stereotype, and it is easier to lie than to convince. No one is the wiser. Nor need they be.


The significant secrets that I selectively keep, or that I have kept, have never been secrets, except to me. I’ve not had the privilege of privacy, since there is something about me that incites people to watch. Prying eyes notice even what my own do not, and there’s no way to hide. And usually, the people to whom I may need to lie assume the worst of me anyway. My darkest secrets are their taken for granted narratives, which they share as truths without consideration for the truth. I am always my worst self to them, no reason to hide.


I think my only secret now is that I am not what they think, even when I am.