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Input: Alright, so we're group of 6 15 year olds (including me), basically your typical group of teenagers. Think of a less exaggerated, "relationship-less" version of the kids from That 70s Show. Three of these people I've known since the 7th grade (my school is both a middle school and a high school, that's why we're still in contact), and the other two I met recently in the start of 10nth grade. September of 2018 is when we all started hanging out, and it is now mid/late-January 2019.

Last week, 4 of those 6 members (once again including me), recently met up in one of those 4 people's houses, and we started playing truth or dare. Us almost always pussying out of dares and almost always saying truth got us in a serious mood, as we all had to respond to things such as "What would you do if all of us died and you had to choose which one was going to live?", "Honestly rate everyone in the 'gang' individually", or "What is your greatest fear?", but we were still playful non the less.

Things got even more serious however when we all went out for a short walk, and one of my friends started telling us about traumatic experiences of hers, and then told us a specific one with more detail. Another one of my friends said very vaguely that he had a similar experience, and the other one didn't say anything. We got back to the friends house and it was getting late so we had to live. After hearing my friends' stories, I was in the mood to tell them one of my own, but we had ran out of time so I told them that I would tell them next time we all met.

Now, here's the internal conflict. As I got home, I started evaluatimg my decision to tell them the story. My friends' stories took place when they were around 11, but mine was much more recent, much more complicated, and involved a lot more people, most of which are other friends of mine (to sum up the story without getting into detail, me and another group of friends had our summers and states of mind ruined by someone who was being a controlling, manipulative, and bitter cunt "friend" we all had to put up with). I thought maybe that I shouldn't tell them, for the following reasons:
1) This story goes beyond me. Other friends who were involved in it might not like the story being told to anyone else. I feel that it would be incredibly disrespectful to them and what we've all been through to just put what happened out there (especially since some people from both circles know eachother).
2) One of the people who was involved in the situation (who is in both 'gangs') specifically asked me NOT to tell the story to anyone, and I would like to respect his desire.
3) While I do thing the guy who caused my trauma was being an absolute asshole, I still find it disrespectful to tell this story, since he's not entirely that bad (I also place some of the blame on me for what happened), and he was also a young teenager at the time, which would make it sort of justifiable for him to make poor and selfish decisions. Besides, after this experience I'm sure he'll change, if he hasn't already (maybe I'm being too naive, but oh well)
4) Their stories were significantly less fucked up and impactful than mines is, so them insisting that I tell it to them because they told me theirs, especially after I've explained this is not really the most respectful thing to do (but more on that later).
To sum up, I trust those people, but some things are better to keep to yourself.


So, here comes Monday, we're in recess and someone from the group reminds me that I haven't told them the story yet, and I say that I'm not sure if I should tell them, explaining my first and last reasons only to them, but they are still pressuring me to tell them (not at the point where I'm stressed out, but to the point where I just feel a little annoyed and disrespected), although one of them did show some understanding.

It's Wednesday, and they're still bringing it up. Now, it's my mistake that I told them that I would tell the story in the first place, as I didn't think it through, and I should tell them the other reasons, however they're pretty stubborn. I do see where they're coming from, as it probably took a lot out of them to tell their own stories, and the mere thought of not telling them makes feel like an asshole. I've explained that I trust them 100% (and that me meeting them fairly recently does not affect that), and if I had any other traumatic stories similar to theirs I would totally tell them, just not this one.

keeping a story fron my past a secret to my friends