So, … Spilling secrets is good for the soul

Me in tears: I’m sorry you found out this way. How terrible.

Pony: Not for me but for you. I can’t even imagine what you went through.

Me: I had your dad. I wonder why we didn’t tell you?

Pony: Trying to spare me I guess.

Me hugging Pony and this time he even hugged back: Or we’ve got secrets.

Pony: Mom we all do.

And that is true. Ugh and yay. Ugh because it just feels ugh to have secrets. And yay because the weight of the world ğŸŒŽ goes up up and away once you spill them.

I still hurt all over y’all. My mind, body, and soul. Maybe this is the cause of my migraine. That and waiting for the other shoe to drop. There’s always something waiting in the wings.

As always more to come.

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