Secrets are nourished by lies… In order to make sure it remains a secret, you have to lie. ‘I don’t know’, is one of the nourishment for the secret.
I met a man who told me that for many years he believed that the woman he grew up with was his mother and her children were his siblings. He eventually found out that one of his so-called sisters was actually his mother.
When his mother got pregnant with him, she was sent away to the country to have the baby. When she returned with him, his grandparents told her that she must tell everyone that he was her brother and she was never to mention his father. His father didn’t even know he had a son.
Twenty-two years later, he met his father, but he didn’t know that the man was… His father was also his girlfriend’s father.
Secrets hurt so bad… especially when they become overt…
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