Sitting, waiting, and wishing: Secrets Are Mine To Keep

Secrets Are Mine To Keep

Posted in 7:38 AM

Ever since I put up this blog, a part of me has been nagging that I write something about myself.

Well, here goes.

Shhh... It's a secret.

I think I'm one of the most secretive persons alive on this planet. I never talk about my secrets, let alone write about them. My secrets have always been mine to keep, not even my closest friends know the feelings that I harbor deep down inside. My siblings have no idea what is going on in their not-so-little-sister-anymore's head. I honestly have no idea why I am like this. Before the change in the zodiac signs wherein I was originally a Scorpio, I was the epitome of the secretive scorpion (Yes, before the Ophiuchus went out and displaced me and I became a Libra). Here's a brief description of what a Scorpio is:

Scorpio is a water sign and is regarded as jealous, possessive, vindictive, stubborn, resentful, tyrannical, vengeful, temperamental, violent, sarcastic, suspicious, intolerant, courageous, intuitive, efficient, ambitious, motivated, penetrating, executive, determined, scientific, investigative, passionate and aware.

Read more: http://articles.famouswhy.com/why_is_scorpio_a_famous_zodiac_sign_/#ixzz1H9J5eohT

This description actually sums everything up. I can be ambitious and stubborn. I easily resent and I am sometimes vengeful. This usually makes people think that I brood too much and I worry too much.

I've never been an outspoken person when it comes to my feelings. Whatever "secrets" I blurt out, those tend to be the shallowest. There had been times when I sugar-coated things, just so my secrets are safe. I always feel uncomfortable when people tend to "spill" and tell their secrets, it makes me feel obligated to do the same. But then, I would simply pick out a small and shallow secret that I have. Anything deeper than that, sorry, you'll have to go past a hundred walls and locks.

I've been trying hard to overcome this particular weakness of mine. It certainly isn't one thing that I'm proud of. It gets boring and lonely, too. I'm too caught up in my own world and I just realized.... I don't like it.