What do you do when you’ve been sworn to secrecy about something pretty horrific in the family, but it’s messing up your head? I feel like I might explode if I don’t talk to the only person who will understand exactly how I feel. My sister.
For lots of reasons, this has all recently resurfaced and I’m finding it a real struggle. How can I sit there and listen to all these ‘lovely’ stories about someone I now hate? Someone I wish I had no biological ties to. I am ashamed to have had them in my family. It kills me.
My therapist thinks I should tell her, as keeping it to myself is hindering my recovery (I suffer with depression and anxiety).
The thing is though, morally, is it ever ok to break a promise?… What will she gain from knowing what I know? What will I gain?