The family secret?
What family secret? Who doesn't know that we are all incomplete, dogged by fears that
they will find out we are less than perfect? We learn these supposed secrets from our families, mostly nonverbal, altho some are whispered to us at the damnedest times. Little sister tells big brother and big brother gets back at her by telling her what she does that is not up to snuff for mommy or daddy. Bother.
And so starts another day. Gotta start speaking my mind some day and if my audience isn't here I'll have to send it to where you are.
As Gene Autry used to sing, "May your days be merry and bright." Or not :-)