Breaking Point

Contrary to the belief that I am very transparent, I'm not.
The blog title was supposed to be mocking. The secret life in a public environment.

I live a life wherein it seems that I am what you see and therefore what you get. Breaking the ice, now, after much further waiting, is never too late. There would never be a `too late`. Plus the fact that I, the perpetrator and the victim nonetheless, has also just figured this out just lately. It's not like I knew all along.

Or maybe, I wasn't at some point.

Have I gone elusive brought by the sheer boldness of the problems I've been facing and have been brought by this myth, this quarter life crisis?

I don't care. I have been, yes, with secrets. Just like everybody else.

Hence, the title is no longer mocking. This is, in fact, a secret life. That I share with only he who reads me.

This is my breaking point.