If honesty is the best policy, then why is it that people lie to one other so often? I’ll tell you why. It’s because the truth is often painful to reveal, and it’s easier for people to tell what they perceive to be an innocent lie in an attempt to shelter someone from the brutal truth. I am not pointing fingers, here, for I am guilty of the same thing, and not so far in the past, either. However, I have recently adopted a policy of trying to be as honest as possible, no matter how hard or uncomfortable it is for me. Because no matter how much the truth may hurt someone today, the pain will only be magnified later when they find out that you deceived them, however good your intentions may have been.
So my new thing is trying to figure out why we can’t all make an effort to just be honest with one another. I mean, for me, it’s sometimes hard to be honest and open because I am scared of emotional vulnerability… and I am innately an introvert. However, I have recently been slowly pulling back the dark curtains that I have draped over my innermost feelings… revealing more and more of myself to people. And this alone has been one of the healthiest, most rewarding things I have ever done for myself. Having been a loner at more than one occasion in my life, it’s strange to shift my perspective to opening up to people. And it’s still scary because it is something that’s rather fresh to me. The very act of putting myself out there and being vulnerable was once so terrifying to me that I would craft my true emotions into hidden meanings in poems. And I did this JUST to work through how I was feeling and be able to share those feelings, albeit masked and shifted into another perspective. But the more I share with people and the more honest I am with others and with myself, the better I feel. It’s clichéd as hell, but the truth has set me free.
The idea of adopting the practice of being honest is part of my efforts to simplify my life. It’s so much easier to tell the truth– because you don’t have to worry about the truth coming out or about maintaining the lie. And, sure, the truth may hurt. But I myself would rather feel the sudden piercing of the truth than the grating tearing of a lie. Maybe this is a naive notion, but I think not. It’s not easy to be honest, but I’ve never in my life sought the easy way out, and I don’t intend to start. In the end, to me, it IS easier to be truthful because once you tell the truth, that’s it. There’s no backlash. No waiting for the other shoe to drop. That’s it. C’est la vie.
I’ve said it already, but I’ll rephrase and repeat myself for emphasis… I will always prefer the brutal truth over a gentle lie, because lies only defer pain… and exacerbate it. Ah, the joy and serenity of the pure and simple, yet sometimes brutal, truth.