Whisper Your Secrets

This is a blog for everyone with a secret to share, a secret you heard or a secret from your past.

I’m Serena (not my real name for obvious reasons…check the characters page for more info) and my aim for this site is not only to share my secrets of the past and present but also to allow you to share yours. Whether it’s something simple and silly like a prank call to your teacher or something you have longed to tell someone for years but have never had the courage, this is the site for you!

I’m not a counselor and I don’t profess to be a professional in any way, shape or form but I have lived my life and if you want advice I will try my best to help or you can just confess and get it off your chest – it’s entirely your choice.

This is a completely interactive site. Whilst I share my secrets and situations, I hope that other people share theirs. Not everyone has a best friend or someone they trust enough to confess their darkest secrets to and sometimes telling a stranger is exactly what is needed. I hope in time, you will feel comfortable enough to share those secrets and help each other.

I’m new to the whole blog thing so when I make mistakes (and let’s be honest, I’m going to be making a lot) please forgive me. I am but a mere lady and this techno stuff doesn’t sit very well with me so no talk of abbreviations please!

A big thank you to Miss J who, after two days of going back and fourth with harassment and ideas (and being on the end of, what seems like, a continuous bleep on Outlook email), convinced me to start my own blog…THANK YOU! She also worked out the kinks in this site which stopped me from getting going until now so she has gone from Miss to Queen status….all hail

ABOUT

Ok, so ‘Hi’, I’m Serena, 22 and I work, let’s say as a fashion designer for Dolce and Gabbana on the Upper East Side in Manhattan who happens to spend a lot of time on her computer (because let’s face it, if I’m going to keep my anonymity, my life can be as far fetched from the truth as I want it to be). I have a boyfriend we will call Dan (is anyone seeing the Gossip Girl theme here?!) who is 5 years older than me and we live together in our place. We have been together for five years and we are already considered the ‘old married couple’ amongst our friends.

I have no brothers and sisters and about 4 good friends which I treat like family. My mum and dad are divorced and as it turns out, I’m ‘going out with my dad’…Dan always takes his mother’s side just like my father did with his (he lived with my Grandmother for about 20 years and he’s 50!). They always say you date your dad and turn into your mother and I’m saddened to say I have. Ugh.

I have 3 aunties and two uncles all of which at some point have attempted to run my life and act like my parents…they failed hopelessly.

I have had clinical depression since the age of 13 and through my teens flickered between major depressive and psychotic depressive episodes I am now a medicated fashion designer after throwing away my education through my depression and not going to university as I knew I wouldn’t cope.

I have been through more, in my small amount of 22 years on this planet than other people have in their life time and at times I didn’t think I would make it but I did, I am and I will. I am a survivor and despite people not realising the depths of despair I have been to, I wake up every day and for that, I can be immensely proud of myself.