Betrayal

Certain admissions bear too much weight to be carried by simple casual conversations; things that we attach the most guilt, spilling out the pain that you contracted from years of negative relationships, the rejections we face as adults. Multiplying as we age...

The frustration, the drama, the negativity that we adapt to throughout our existence. This is just one more thing to define our identity. We are the products of our accomplishments, just as much as we are the result of a flaw or shortcoming.

When most people allow themselves to open up, they are reaching out. It is no more a confession than a plea for help that could be interpreted as a sign of weakness. To expose a part of yourself that is vulnerable, is rarely considered safe in casual waking life. Most people will use your grief against you to balance their own fragile teetering. However, if someone should allow themselves to let their guard down in this respect, with trust. The appropriate response would be to treat it as a stroke of luck, a blessing and display of comfort or friendship. A chance to see someone as they truly are is rare. An offering to be revered and treated with respectful discretion.

To take advantage is betrayal.