The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them – words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear.
Stephen King
Nice to know I’m not the only one who can’t say how I feel to people both close and remote. Shame though too.
I can really empathise with that. A bit too much perhaps!
I have tried talking and had it come right back at me, tried talking and been betrayed and recently wrote something with someone else has read too much into. So they are ignoring me and I want to ask them about it but the ignoring is loud and clear. Very odd. Not horrible, I don’t feel bad exactly but I wish the trust I’d placed I’d not.
But no-one has died so it’s not that big a deal.