There comes a time when one must question whether or not the secrets they hide are worth keeping from the ones they love the most.
What if the truth disappoints them?
Or hurts them?
The problem is, it always does. That's why we lie. Or at the very least, withhold information. I seem to be at a crossroads with one of the most important people in my life right now, and I am unsure as to whether or not I ought to tell them the truth.
It'll be hard.
They might not forgive me.
Ever.
But I'd understand.
Maybe they had a similar situation once, but I can't guarantee it. I'm scared that I'll lose them, which would be positively devastating. Even so...
...They trusted me.
I should trust them with my own faults.
...Right?
After all, if they love me as much as they say they do, then it shouldn't change anything. That's how it works in theory, anyway. But people are unpredictable. This particular person...
...This amazing, spectacular, beautifully wonderful in every way person deserves to know, as hard as it may hit them. And yet I'm still indecisive. I'm selfish. I don't want them to know so that they will continue loving me.
Help.
Do I continue the charade?
Or concede that my heart is too heavy to hold up the facade?
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