growing up with secrets

You know when your little, and your best friend tells you,"I got a secret, but you can't tell anyone." That's kind of what my whole life was like.
Being a surviver of childhood abuse you have lots of secrets. You learn real early in life to lie. You learn to keep "secrets" to yourself. You learn not to trust anyone. You learn that adults lie, and they don't like little kids. Old men are mean, ugly and hurt you. Where is this Jesus everyone talks about in Sunday School?
You learn to keep secrets.
(Please remember these are thoughts of yesteryear.)