i'm a closet meditator

i meditate inside a closet. literally. but there was a time, and for quite a long time, i felt embarrassed to tell people i meditate and i love it. so during that time i was, figuratively speaking, a closet meditator. when did i come out? i can't remember a specific moment. it's more a gradual thing. little by little, day by day, i see that the power of meditation keeps me steady and brings me back on track in the roughs and tumbles of life. it's like, this is the force that keeps me going and going good, i ought to feel proud of it. so i come out.