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It’s impossible to un-know a secret. Once you know it, you own it. It can’t be returned like a borrowed book. Or burned like a love letter. The click of a mouse won’t delete it from the conscious mind. It’ll stick to the walls of your memory like dried oatmeal to a dish. The secrets you wish you never knew become a burden to lug. A bowling ball without holes.
No matter one’s age, it’s important to feel part of something. To feel like you belong. But the balancing act inevitably becomes how much of yourself are you willing to compromise in order to be part of a community?
But more to the point, I don’t care much for the word “kill,� with its negative implications. The word even sounds violent, whereas sometimes it’s not violent in the least. In fact, it’s often a quiet solution to a problem.
One of the challenges with secrets is that they need disguises, which manifest as lies. Tinkering with the truth is an art form and, when done masterfully, can paint exquisite stories.
