I have to come clean with something.
You know when people reach this sort of decision, it means that the guilt they're keeping inside is unbearable. It is the kind where you lose sleep thinking about it, wake up being reminded of it and go through your day with it slowly eating away at your insides. But it's over now - I'm washing my hands clean of this horrible truth I have been keeping bottled up inside.
I know I'm going to disappoint a lot of people out there. Hell, I'll probably get more than a few raised eyebrows and people disowning me as a friend, and some of my senior doctors will probably write me bad references and ruin my future job prospects. But I'd like to let you know that I appreciate our friendships thus far and all the good times we've had together.
I just watched Gossip Girl and I like it... *sigh*
(This post was shamelessly stolen from a buddy who also came to this confession a year ago. Since then he has been in therapy for his obliterated self-esteem. At least I'll have company when I join his psychiatrist.)