Today’s prompt is the word “secret”.
I’ve always found them quite destructive things, secrets.
I understand the need for keeping someone’s confidence when they share an event or fact about themselves.
A colleague recently found out that she was pregnant and, because it was early days, told a few people in confidence. Word spread like a brush fire after a drought. I was told by four people on the first day and more by social media. She’s made it public now but I do feel for her.
Work for me is a better place without secrets. Open honest managers generate trust and loyalty. Secretive managers are looked on as shady.
Marriage works better with an honest relationship. Gill and I have gone through some rough times and many of them have been centred on unnecessary secrecy. Now we work as an interchangeable team: everything is on the table. Her support is invaluable to me and mine to her. As our teens mature they know it’s not worth asking Dad if Mum said no and vice versa.
The last secret she kept from me was my Surprise Fiftieth, for which I was truly stunned. I have no idea how she managed to arrange everything without me knowing.
So, keep your secrets. I’m not interested. If you need them you have trust issues. Nothing is worth hiding.
