tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post4125853052276514504..comments2023-09-06T06:48:34.820-07:00Comments on Life: The Ongoing Education: Secrets, Secrets Are No FunLarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04389047861929002263noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-39839522625259962842008-03-31T10:51:00.000-07:002008-03-31T10:51:00.000-07:00Wow. You are so brave to share this. I hope it was...Wow. You are so brave to share this. I hope it was liberating for you. Huge to you.Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00604713846429464708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-25754578811389819382008-03-23T23:27:00.000-07:002008-03-23T23:27:00.000-07:00It's really rare for me to be completely stunned a...It's really rare for me to be completely stunned anymore. I saw it coming from the first few sentences, yet it still hit me surprisingly hard.<BR/><BR/>I'd tell you it's not your fault, but you know that, and other people can say it better.<BR/><BR/>I'd tell you that someday you'll put it behind you or that you'll be "fixed"...but I've never met anyone who wasn't broken, so I won't say that MisterOregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07760671044395031900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-36825072577885605012008-03-21T16:29:00.000-07:002008-03-21T16:29:00.000-07:00my secret? I have so many. It is good, important...my secret? I have so many. <BR/><BR/>It is good, important, AND earth-shaking that you told this secret. We needed to hear it and you needed to tell it.Orangeblossomshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14163068826182803975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-90504575601202691282008-03-20T16:41:00.000-07:002008-03-20T16:41:00.000-07:00How awful, Lara. I'm sorry. I have secrets, but ...How awful, Lara. I'm sorry. <BR/><BR/>I have secrets, but I don't know that I'm ready to share them right now, if ever.Major Bedheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17669161302510096751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-2708862796427115422008-03-20T08:53:00.000-07:002008-03-20T08:53:00.000-07:00Wow.Found you through Flutter's email asking us to...Wow.<BR/><BR/>Found you through Flutter's email asking us to guest post this week, and reading here I see a lot of my favorite bloggers in your comment section so I'm not sure what took me so long to stumble upon you...<BR/><BR/>This post has stirred up all kinds of things in me. Kudos to you for being so much braver than I. <BR/><BR/>Off to add you to my Google Reader...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-85802209286632669272008-03-20T07:44:00.000-07:002008-03-20T07:44:00.000-07:00me too sweetie, me too.and you know what, I'm real...me too sweetie, me too.<BR/><BR/>and you know what, I'm really proud of you. <BR/><BR/>I know the problems with intimacy and all too, it actually gets better though, when it's someone who loves you enough to respect you through itSarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02198905897967169674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-43320072167447862182008-03-20T05:52:00.000-07:002008-03-20T05:52:00.000-07:00You are brave, brave, brave. Wish I could give you...You are brave, brave, brave. Wish I could give you a hug.MBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01185469077485953503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-32154765658857153322008-03-17T17:35:00.000-07:002008-03-17T17:35:00.000-07:00Oh hell that's awful. I'd like to go and kick the ...Oh hell that's awful. I'd like to go and kick the crap out of the old fart. You're very brave to share your secret...<BR/><BR/>I don't have any secrets like that - I am lucky and I know it.Saffa Chickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07730939175391651392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-1654496524023710662008-03-17T13:24:00.000-07:002008-03-17T13:24:00.000-07:00I'm sorry to hear about what happened to you, but ...I'm sorry to hear about what happened to you, but I'm glad you found the courage to confront it now. The sad truth is, if Gus did it to you, he probably did it to a few others. Still, you shouldn't have to bear the burden of this secret alone, because you didn't volunteer to shoulder it to begin with. Hope this helps you put this behind.Kennethwongsfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07963630600109933279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-764872154172254782008-03-16T07:48:00.000-07:002008-03-16T07:48:00.000-07:00The neighborhood boys that I ran with had a little...The neighborhood boys that I ran with had a little game they pulled out after dusk called, "Tickle torture." It killed me that my best friend's parents didn't let her stay out past dusk. I didn't want to bear the brunt of the game, but I did. My parents never caught on. I never forgot, and have often dreamt of confronting those "boys" who were 5 and 8 years older than me, old enough to know. Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05864631532886681402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-44683808107004493482008-03-15T20:27:00.000-07:002008-03-15T20:27:00.000-07:00I don't know what to say. I never imagined that y...I don't know what to say. I never imagined that you had been through something like that.<BR/><BR/>I happened to pick up an Oprah magazine after reading this, and an article called "Secrets and Lies", by Martha Beck, caught my attention and seems to relate to this, so I thought about sharing it with you. The Web version of the article is only part of the actual article in the print magazine dancing dragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01663876095374302735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-78437386549112079352008-03-15T16:45:00.000-07:002008-03-15T16:45:00.000-07:00Isn't it sad to know I wasn't incredibly surprised...Isn't it sad to know I wasn't incredibly surprised? Not because it was you, but because it seems to be everywhere. <BR/><BR/>20 years ago I worked with a woman who brought up being molested as a child and I said something about the "1 out of 4 girls" statistic. When I said I could not imagine how she dealt with it she looked at me with surprise and said "you mean you weren't?" <BR/><BR/>BetteJohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11650981249204116251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-80690516877541987642008-03-14T17:55:00.000-07:002008-03-14T17:55:00.000-07:00Found the secret - you're wrong. Better to be rig...Found the secret - you're wrong. Better to be right where you are healing!nutmeghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13764241354191038343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-52871685009633051852008-03-14T13:55:00.000-07:002008-03-14T13:55:00.000-07:00I'm sorry that happened. You are an awfully brave ...I'm sorry that happened. You are an awfully brave girl. I too have dark secrets, but I'm not courageous enough to confront them. I like to look at life through the ignore-event filter.<BR/><BR/>*hugs*ANAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07414817964629791250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-60792517491527160242008-03-14T09:34:00.000-07:002008-03-14T09:34:00.000-07:00No, because I'm not as brave as you, but this is a...No, because I'm not as brave as you, but this is a very important post -- because mothers need to read it. To know that this happens in nice neighborhoods. To know that we think our seven year olds would know to run, but THEY DON'T! To know that our children keep their own secrets. I am so deeply sorry that you were hurt by that git, but thank you for this.nutmeghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13764241354191038343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-42252604145345038832008-03-14T06:25:00.000-07:002008-03-14T06:25:00.000-07:00I think sometimes it's especially hard for women l...I think sometimes it's especially hard for women like us (I am counting you like me here, I hope you'll see why) for two particular reasons. First, our feminist sensibilities (or whatever you want to call them) tell us we should be strong and capable and all those things. I feel like I should be over it so I can be a strong woman, or like I must not be strong because I'm not over it, or somethingJenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00350471725949159838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-45271952037256273552008-03-14T05:44:00.000-07:002008-03-14T05:44:00.000-07:00I'm sorry you went through that, not just as a sev...I'm sorry you went through that, not just as a seven-year-old girl, but all these years since keeping the secret.<BR/><BR/>You help people so much when you share things like this. Thank you.Guilty Secrethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08421149287486690752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-32135369521872267922008-03-13T20:09:00.000-07:002008-03-13T20:09:00.000-07:00That's a lot of baggage to carry. I'm so sorry.That's a lot of baggage to carry. I'm so sorry.Lindzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17454643955608968666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-12462036577709356722008-03-13T19:32:00.000-07:002008-03-13T19:32:00.000-07:00Mine was a 12-year-old boy, the babysitter's son. ...Mine was a 12-year-old boy, the babysitter's son. I was 6 years old. I forgot about it for years, and then when I was an adult the memory just came back, seemingly out of nowhere. At first I felt extreme guilt, because I remember wanting the "big kid's" attention, so it must have been my fault, right? Then I felt anger, but now I'm just sad... because his actions helped to shape part of who IAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-29620559673132337522008-03-13T16:48:00.000-07:002008-03-13T16:48:00.000-07:00As always, you can talk to me anytime if you want ...As always, you can talk to me anytime if you want to.<BR/><BR/>Love you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-32487819689673845022008-03-13T16:27:00.000-07:002008-03-13T16:27:00.000-07:00Once again, your bravery and strength just astonis...Once again, your bravery and strength just astonish me. I honestly think, at this point in my life, you are the bravest woman I "know". <BR/>The sad thing is, as soon as I started reading your post, I knew exactly where it was going. <BR/>Everything Hanlie said is so right on. But I will add too that this horrible thing that happened to you, in some way, shaped who you are today--and part of Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14865823168822218228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-85719330657956260772008-03-13T10:26:00.000-07:002008-03-13T10:26:00.000-07:00I have no secrets like that. It's gotta be tough,...I have no secrets like that. It's gotta be tough, I can't even imagine. But hopefully getting it out there will help on your way towards healing. *hugs*Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-18313055562165524872008-03-13T09:30:00.000-07:002008-03-13T09:30:00.000-07:00Thanks for being brave, girl.You didn't deserve th...Thanks for being brave, girl.<BR/><BR/>You didn't deserve that.<BR/><BR/>I have one too....I'm a birthmom.flutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-46605907285756375332008-03-13T06:40:00.000-07:002008-03-13T06:40:00.000-07:00Oh, Lara, I wish I could hug both the 7-year-old y...Oh, Lara, I wish I could hug both the 7-year-old you and the today you and say it's all better now. I'm so sorry that happened.Mayberryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342826784650208124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30079493.post-42271034851563108682008-03-13T06:33:00.000-07:002008-03-13T06:33:00.000-07:00Your strength and bravery are inspiring. I was ra...Your strength and bravery are inspiring. I was raped by my boyfriend and it was my first time. Needless to say it has cause me a great deal of pain. <BR/><BR/>I have so much I want to say to you and to give you a hug, but I know the words won't come out right. Thank you for trusting us with your pain and allowing us to share out own.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com