hide and secret

I find myself looking at the Sunday secrets on the Postsecret blog and wishing I had the courage to let go of my secrets. I have too many to pick from. How many times have you wished you could have that catharsis? How many times have you just wanted to let go? Yet here I sit… unable to release my death-grip on things that aren’t doing me any good at all. Things so far out of my control that I can’t even see them anymore, just feel them sometimes. Maybe I’ll make a goal. Beyond moving out of the psycho landlady’s place (oh yeah, it’s on… second move in 5 weeks) and more than the usual save money, workout, blah, blah, blah… By my birthday I will release at least 1 secret. I will remove some of that poison that keeps me from being well, free.