I’ve mentioned this before – I was very good at keeping secrets. People told me a ton of theirs. I could be trusted. I’m not really into gossip or sharing others. Everyone has their demons and skeletons. Everyone. Blessed are the merciful for they shall receive mercy.

But there are a few who are so horrendous, they must be exposed.

My practice is to keep people anonymous in my writing although a few are probably guessable by those who share a common circle. Because I’ve bounced around quite a bit and generally wasn’t an insider by fate, choice, and calling, this isn’t probably a common occurrence.

But I’ve started to joke not without a speck of truth that if I get anything close to a Stage IV diagnosis, there will be a few names floated for various reasons.

I’ll endeavor not to be petty but yes, some should be revealed – like the predators I knew and the selfish cowards who enabled them.