I'm nervous about confiding, though, because I feel like I'm giving too much up. I also tend to talk like a runaway train and suddenly I've told everything, even the details I told myself were only mine.

And things that were important to me and had a great impact on my life are told to them and it all comes back like it just happened. But it didn't just happen. It happened back then and it shouldn't matter as much now, and it doesn't, really. But they're finding it out for the first time and it is suddenly relevant again.

Maybe I should just keep my mouth shut. But then I think I'd die.