Voices From My Childhood

Sheshena's Secret Locker is back!!!

First, let me apologize to everyone for my week absence in posting secrets to the locker. It was not my intention to go a week without unveiling a new secret on the blog and I apologize for the lapse between now and my last post. And further, I assure you that it was a first and last, and any future gaps between posts will be announced beforehand. And once again, I apologize.

Now, to today's secret.

Today's secret was submitted to me from a visitor whose story was so compelling that I wanted to post it as it was submitted to me because it speaks for itself, as I'm sure that everyone else will agree. And I'm also sure that everyone else will be as moved as I was after reading it.

So, without further ado, here goes:


My secret is a little unusual. Or at least to me it is. It's not the typical secret that someone would confess. It's not the typical secret that someone would want to let anyone else know about.

Yet, here I am making this confession.

I guess...it's just something I need to get out. Something I need to relieve myself of, if nothing else. And I hope to feel a bit more relieved after exposing it. But I don't expect to. Nevertheless, here's my secret confession:

I'm afraid of loud noises.

I know how silly that may sound. Noise is a part of everyday life. It's something few people go without. But for me, it scares me. Not all loud noise. Really, it's very particular for me. I'm only frightened by raised voices or anything else to that affect. Anything else I can endure. But when I hear people arguing or screaming or anything of that nature, it scares me because it reminds me of when I was younger. When my parents used to argue. It reminds me of all the times I had to sleep with my pillow over my head to drown out the noise. It reminds me of the screaming and yelling that my parents did three nights out of the week when they thought that I was sleeping and couldn't hear them. And worst of all, it reminds me of the last argument I heard my parents have.

Even now as I write about it, it's too much for me.

I guess that I'm still not ready to talk about it in full.

But...this was a good start.

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