What happened to me is not your story to tell. Just because you know something about my life doesn't mean you have the right to repeat it to other people. You may have witnessed a part of my pain, but you never carried it the way I did. You never stayed awake thinking about it, cried over it, or tried to heal from it. Some things were told to you with trust, not so you could turn them into conversations later. Respect should still exist even after friendships end or people grow apart. Not everything needs to be explained to others. Sometime the kindest thing a person can do is stay quiet, protect what was shared, and let people heal without turning their pain into gossip anymore.