Frank Warren compiled an assortment of anonymous postcards which were sent to My Secret (New York: Regan, An Imprint of HarperCollins Publishers, 2006). These were confessions and observations sent in and then assembled in a book. They provide further proof that all of us are broken and all of us want to be known. Here are some of the submissions:

“When you were in the ICU I took your picture. I wanted you to see what you looked like, so you might go into rehab. I never showed you the picture, you never went into rehab, and I never forgave myself. I am so sorry.”

“Though I’m afraid you’ll never speak to me again I’m pretty sure I’m better off that way.”

“My Mom put a star on the calendar for every day I haven’t cut myself. I don’t deserve 5 of those stars.”

“I forgive the man who raped me.”

“I’ve been trying to be you for so long that I forgot what its like to be me.”

If you want to see more, you can go to http://postsecret.blogspot.com/.

What is your secret?

Why do you have to keep it?