I was told by a dear friend whom friend’s suffers a terrible illness. This friend of his refused to tell him the truth and acted as nothing happened whilst his illness has reached a dramatic stage.
Why do we keep secrets? The question my friend asked me. It’s a bit tough to answer.
Maybe he doesn’t to burden his friends with his problems, which I might do in this situation. Perhaps he just need a bit more time to ‘chew the tough bread’. Or he is not the type who seeks sympathy from others.
Sometimes it’s not how much we know that important. The concern is how we are there to help.
After all, secrets are not secrets any more if you let everybody know, isn’t it?