Dear Anonymous,
I thought I trusted you. Then I thought I didn't. Then I realized that you might know what's better for me than I did myself, and vice versa. I think we listen to each other, analyze, and help indirectly.
Maybe that's what you did that day.
...but, please, don't do it again. You know how easily I get embarrassed. And just as I managed to conceal the truth without lying, you decide to tea earl the hidden truth. You did it twice. Twice you told people I wouldn't trust to THAT extent, twice I didn't say anything. And it's okay for you to tell them my secrets, and not okay for me to tell them yours?
You revealed about yourself the same amount you revealed about me. But I know more than you revealed. I could have told them everything. But I didn't.
Maybe I seem cold, but that doesn't mean I am. I just don't succeed in conveying my emotions to others. But you know the only emotion I can never hide is embarrassment. Didn't you see my face? If I could, I would have gotten up and left the place.
But I'm trying to tolerate it. It's also possible for you to have wanted to teach me to get over these kinds of things. Of maybe you wanted to tell me more about myself.
For now, I won't do anything. But please don't do something like that again.
-The Unsure Youngest.