That it's such a gamble, telling anyone about deep-kept secrets and problems. Sometimes they understand, but othertimes they blame ... well, me, but maybe someone else encounters this too? ... without seeming to understand that the reason I tell is BECAUSE I want help getting it out of my head and that, in most cases, I know it's something I shouldn't have be part of me and I'd like to get rid of it, as I indicate I know I should.
And it's not just bad-faith people or apaths, either. Even people I love who get it right most of the time, can misinterpret that way and be very hard, and take chronic convincing campaign, to be brought to understand that I'm telling because my impulses and my mind are are odds with each other and I'd like for the mind (in this case, a good thing) to win.