That you never really, truly know someone. You can know a lot about them, but no one knows everything about someone else.
There are multiple reasons for this. Sometimes it's because you don't think it matters so you don't mention it. Sometimes it's something that happened in your childhood and you've forgotten the details or just think it's old news. Sometimes it's because you know if you share that info, it will change how people look at you. And sometimes it's simply because you've been burned too many times in the past and you just don't trust people.
Regardless of the reason, my statement stands. No one knows everything about anyone.
There are 3 people in my life who know me better than anyone else. Each knows a different part of me, and each knows things the others don't, as a result of any of the aforementioned reasons. I like to think I know these three as well as they know me, but I have been proven wrong in the past about them, so there's really no way to know; thus reaffirming my initial statement.
I don't think it's all bad. Everyone has secrets; it's human nature. Not lying, but wanting privacy and something just for you. It's just truth.
In my experience, there are people who just take what they want and leave you, and there are people that give you part of themselves in exchange for you sharing part of yourself.
Those people, the ones who take and give back, are the ones you need to keep.
My three? Sometimes they take more than they give, but to be honest, sometimes I do too. As long as there's balance, things will work out.
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