I hid a lot today.
I hid from my co-workers just how hard it is to come in every day to face lack of appreciation and effort. I guess I don't do a very good job.
I hid from my child the email I received from one of her teachers regarding her recent in-class attitude, which likely is influenced by her mom's problems.
I hid from my sweetheart the depth of my sadness. He doesn't deserve to be burdened with that.
What do you hide, Drunkards? What do you think the rest of us don't see?