I have something that happened as a child that I have never been able to tell anyone. I'm not going to tell it here either. It's the one thing I've never talked about anywhere. I might be willing to finally approach it with my t this Tuesday but I don't like even thinking about it. It's a secret I've never revealed to anyone ever. Four other people do know but not for the same reason as me. Do I try to summon the courage or stay silent, as I've done all these years and hope it will just go away? I've had flashbacks today, first of bullies, then my ex, and now for the first time, this. I see my t next week and don't know. This probably shaped my life in some ways but I don't even let myself think about it often. When I do think about it I usually become a danger to myself. I'm not going to become a danger about this. Not any more. It happened and I need to let it go. Maybe I'm finally ready to conquer the monster in the closet? If I can't face it myself without having a past of very bad outcomes when trying, can I talk about this with anyone else ever? I've not yet been able to even hint at it to anyone. I don't feel fear. I don't feel anything about it. I don't know what emotions to even have. I'm going to write it on paper by Tuesday and either give it to my t or throw it out the window on the way. It only needs to be three words.