I think about the power that people enable us with when they entrust us with parts of their life; their moments past and present.
When most people talk to others, is it normal to believe that when we share with another being personal thoughts, especially those that matter to us, we then expect them to honour the preservation of that information? By honour I mean not stab our unquestioned faith in them, by speaking of details shared, to others. Others could be anyone.
Normally people say, think before you share things with someone, that might come back to haunt you. Speak to only those whom you can trust. Well normally smart enough people already know this. But I feel many people today are becoming too engrossed in laughing over someone who isn't a part of their life, or affects their life in any profound way. And being so, does it become okay for them to laugh at someone elses misery, misfortune, difference of being, not sharing our opinion? I am perhaps guilty of some of these things myself.
I am genuinely wondering as to how many of us actually think about the power that we automatically gain, when someone shares a thought of theirs with us. How we respond to what has been shared with us; first with the one who shares and afterwards with someone else. What we are told, can sometimes make or break lives. Can change lives forever. Can form opinions. Can do so much and then some.
Do we always think about this before we share that information with other people? We are entrusted with so many thoughts and facts. Are we always faithful about making sure we dont abuse their sanctity? Perhaps this is something that gossip mongers won't even understand. I deeply wonder if somewhere deep inside of me, inspite of me being ever so concious of it, could I slip and err and end up doing just that? May be not on such an extreme or grand scale. Nevertheless, I still wonder...