Regrets

The other day I shared something with a friend that i had never shared before. it is not so much that i regret sharing with her is just that i regret that some big part of who i am is somewhere out there. what i shared is something that has definitely shaped me into who i am today. i regret the fact that i had not kept that part of me to myself. i regret that i can no longer be in denial about it. i regret that it is still so much a part of me that i am still thinking and now talking about it. i regret the fact that i am not alone in this.