I'm A Creep: PostSecret Sunday

Really... should be everyone's favourite day of the week.
For anyone who hasn't discovered it yet:
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/

New secrets posted every Sunday! So while I'm eagerly awaiting the next installment...
I actually first found out about Postsecret in a Newspaper feature article thing, that was in the sunday lift out. It was a short article telling a bit about the history, but most of the article was just of the postcards themselves. And really they told the story better then simply words ever could. They were funny, insightful, sad, scary. Everything PostSecret is.
I think what makes Postsecret really work, for me anyway, is the relate-ability. I want things I can relate to. I do the same with music. Knowing that someone else feels the same way you do, has had a similar experience or shares your fears, makes you feel a little less alone. As much as every individual wants to be unique, i think we fear being the only one 'like us' even more.

We all just want to feel understood.

And when reading them, you want the writers not to feel so alone too. So many times I read a secret and I just want to tell the author "me too." Or that it will all be ok. It will all work out for the best. I want to comfort them.

But I just hope they feel the force of love and understanding sent there way from the post secret community, even though they might never get to hear such words spoken to them.

I've never sent any secrets in. Not Yet. I've thought about it, i did make one up. But I just don't think I was quite ready to let go. I think I'm getting close though. When I finally send one, that will be the last step for me in 'letting go'. I'll give up the ghost. And I'll be ok with it.
Just not yet.
I've also been writing some in the back section of my note book, just little lines, pieces of pain. I'm scared someone might pick it up and flick through it. Yet I keep writing.

Ocassionally there would be one post secret that would really touch me some how, so the memory would stay with me. One I remember was one with a simple colour pencil drawn picture of a road, and the words said something like "The road ahead would be so much easier if i was straight". It made me want to cry. I just want to give them a hug. I noticed the stamps were Australian. I wish... really really wished, that I kept a copy of that secret. I want to stick it up somewhere. I want people to feel their pain, of someone feeling they had no such choice and that their path was set, and that they would be unhappy no matter what they did. I create my own stories. I hope they are ok.

Anyway, here are a couple of postsecrets I have saved: