In my life, it's family and a couple (maybe 2) friends.
Today, I found out that something I said in confidence to a close friend was repeated. After I specifically told this person not to say anything because it would do no good. It would only hurt the person I spoke of.
It wasn't anything hurtful specifically about this person that I said to this friend, it was a feeling.... a way I felt. A feeling that probably shouldn't have even been confessed, but this is what happens when you have a few (or 6) beers.