Trust no one with your activities, not even your best friends. Won't go into too much detail but one of my closest friends for the past 2 decades let some stuff slip, this was someone I thought I could trust with anything and who wouldn't tell a soul. I was wrong. Don't make the same mistakes I did.
While I get that telling no one is definitely the bee's knees with regards to maximum-level OPSEC, I gotta be honest here:
I can't not tell my wife. I mean, she's my wife. She's had my penis in her mouth more times than I can count. So I gotta be straight with her - all the way down the line, in sickness and in health, on acid or on shrooms...
Same goes for my innermost circle of friends. My hide-the-body friends, my ride-together-die-together friends, my I'd-let-you-borrow-my-pyjamas-and-it-wouldn't-even-be-gay friends. I feel totally fine telling them about my psychedelic adventures, ridin' high with Odin on my left and Master Splinter on my right. Again, I can't not tell them. These fellas are the truth, the foundation, the chosen few...
Just some real talk from ya uncle A.B.Y.H.D....