A confidant is a person, with whom one shares a secret or private matter, trusting them not to repeat it to others.
I don’t have a confidant and I’m a little jealous of people who have one (or two). There isn’t anyone in my life that I absolutely trust with all of my secrets and personal thoughts. Trust is a big issue for me and there are 2 or 3 people in my life that I trust and they aren’t even my confidants. Growing up, I’ve come to realize that you can only tell certain things to certain people.
Another issue I have when it comes to revealing my thoughts is that I’m a highly intuitive person. I can always tell when someone has good or bad intentions and I pay a lot of attention to my intuition because it’s never wrong. My intuition also guides me in my everyday life and I can “predict” how certain situations will turn out. Many of my friends and family are more logical in their thinking and they can’t see past what’s right in front of their face. Many of them have been dismissive of my thoughts and feelings because there was no logic behind what I was thinking or feeling. I can understand why some of my more logical family members and friends don’t appreciate the fact that I base my decisions on my intuition however; all of them have at some point come back to me and told me that I was right in what I was thinking or feeling about a certain person or situation. Yet, these same people are still dismissive when I say something. As time has gone by, I have learned to keep my thoughts to myself and to let them figure things out on their own.
I believe that the closest things that I have to a confidant in my life are my journals and my blog. Both methods serve as a means for me to confess everything that I’m thinking and feeling.