Skeletons

Recently, I’ve come to a stark realization about the nature of crossing paths with others: if you choose to go down that road, you had better be sure that there aren’t any skeletons lurking in your closet. It’s easy to forget, but life has a way of unearthing those hidden truths when you least expect it. The things you thought were long buried, the secrets you convinced yourself would never see the light of day, can suddenly be brought out into the open. And when that happens, it’s not just a minor disruption—it has the potential to completely turn your life upside down.

Everything you’ve worked to build, your relationships, your career, your sense of security, can all be shaken to the core. What you thought was private can become public, and the weight of that exposure can be crushing. It’s a reminder that actions have ripple effects, and sometimes those ripples reach further than you ever imagined, especially when there are unresolved matters lying in wait. There’s a vulnerability in knowing that the skeletons you hide can become weapons others use against you. And when that day comes, it’s not just about facing your past—it’s about surviving the aftermath as your world potentially unravels before your eyes.