Ruled by secrecy
I've hesitated a long time, but in the end I did the right choice. It would be pointless to fuel a fire that has been put out a long time ago. Of couse, I can always wonder what point there is in writing it for no one to read it - and, more important, to write it when I know that who would understand won't read it. No point, I suppose. Some things are meant only for us; and as much as we feel like sharing them, ultimately it will accomplish nothing. Another time, maybe; right now, all I need is not to write or think or feel, but to sleep.