You are the only one that needs to know

I'll keep you my dirty little secret

(Dirty little secret)

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)

My dirty little secret

Who has to know

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I follow Cory Copeland on Tumblr; he recently announced the completion of his new blog entry entitled 'I Was a Dirty Secret' so I went right ahead and read it. I was nodding the whole time (as I almost always do when reading his blog). An excerpt: 

It reminded me of the irrevocable past once more. Though I was fully conscious of the on-goings and its possible consequences at the time, I still chose to do wrong. Because I was a rebel. Because I wanted to be thrilled. And a million other reasons, of which the simple underlying truth is: I was on the verge of self-destruction because I was unhappy with my ever-so-stagnant life.

I was always honest to myself by the end of the day. I smiled on the surface but deep down I knew the scars were worsening, creating a pit of a wound that would take time (a lot of time) to mend. In those moments, I always felt worse than the day before, becoming more angry with myself, even to the point of losing my self-respect altogether. I felt worthless.

But that's all in the past. When asked if I regret having gone through what I have, I always say, No, I don't regret anything. It's the absolute truth. I never have, don't, and most likely will never regret the events of the past because I wouldn't be sitting here now, learning about life, about myself; learning a lesson that only experience teaches. It's just the way it is. The way I am. I reflect, I accept, I learn, I remember, I move on; I never regret.

Never regret. If it's good, it's wonderful. If it's bad, it's experience.

Victoria Holt

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Require respect.

I know this now. I didn't respect myself so I was not respected in return.
But I know better now. So much better.