OK, so we all know we have to be good boys and girls this time of year, whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or maybe nothing at all...we still need to be able to face ourselves in the mirror each day. (I know, scary thought, huh...lol) But what about
those deep dark secrets that not even your parents found out about
??? Well, this is a good time of year to fess up! No, you don't have to tell anyone else but your friends here on Healing Well and you can be sure we won't tell on you. Hey, fellow HW friends don't rat each other out!! OK, everyone do the secret handshake. Raise your hand and ... o/
. OK, your secret is safe.
So, do you have a secret with a sibling, friend or just by yourself that your parents never found out about
? Never, ever and you are sure??? If you don't have one they never found out, then what secret DID they find out but didn't tell you til years later??? Time to share with your buddies just how evil we really were...lol
I do remember when I was very small, before I started kindergarten, and it's one of my very first memories, so I was probably near 5 years old. My mom was a smoker and it was in the 'dark ages' when no one knew about
second hand smoke or anything. She was sitting at the table with her morning coffee and cigarette. I was standing beside her when she excused herself to go to the bathroom. Well, there I was and beside me in the ashtray was that interesting cigarette that was lit and burning slowly. Mom thought it was mighty good and looked so mature and all so I thought I'd give it a try. Why not???
Oh my Lord in Heaven!! I thought I would die on the spot.
I coughed and gasped for air but no way could I let mother find out. I would be busted big time. I didn't know why just that we weren't supposed to touch 'adult' stuff and smoking was adults thing. When mother came back I pretended like nothing had happened at all, but I'm sure she could tell. I disappeared upstairs to my bedroom and nothing was ever said. Wow, I had pulled it off! Why in the world did mom like those things anyway??!! I have never become a smoker and possibly because of that first encounter which was like a near death experience...at least when you're 5...lol
What youthful secret are you still hiding or laughing about
Chutzie <hack, cough just thinking of it again...lol
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