That I can keep your counsel and not mine own.

I used to take pride in this sort of thing. I could listen to someone’s secrets for hours and never reveal my own. Not to them, not to anyone.
But at a certain point, I realized that keeping my own secrets secret was hurting me more than protecting me. If I chose well, I could reveal myself to a friend and feel a profound relief, sure, on one hand, at having burst the bubble of silence – but also a real connection with someone, a mutual sense of knowing and sharing. It was a risk to share but that risk offered reward I hadn’t even been able to imagine. I risk more often than I horde now. I have learned how to reveal in safe places.

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