I am one of those blunt, say it how it is girls. Always have been, from the age of 5 I had no shame walking up to a complete stranger telling them they shouldn't smoke, "it's bad for you"! And yet at this stage in my life, some of my favorite things are secret. My mom always says every girl should have a little mystery.
It's that phone call to a friend, venting about things that would earn you the title "childish" to everyone else. A bedtime story so outlandish a grown up would roll their eyes, but your one year old loves it. Late night movies and giggles with someone special. Thoughts you never share. That tattered diary tucked under the mattress. A crazy song you don't even know the words do, but you blare it and dance when you're in an empty house. That lonely glass of wine you enjoy by yourself, just because you like it. A dream you've had since you were 12 and you still want that one thing. Sushi for one because you like your own company sometimes. An ugly shirt that you swear makes you feel sexy, you just can't wear it in public.
Secrets.
