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The Truth.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Jul 14, 2021
  • 1 min read

In life we think we want to know the truth about everything.


But do we really?


We convince ourselves that once we find out the truth we can be at peace.


Relax.


Yet this is so often not the case.


Usually the truth brings pain.


Questions.


Remorse.


Agony.


We think we need to know. We think it will answer all of our problems.


But it usually comes partnered with hurt.


Deep emotion.


Pain and sadness.


Do we ever really want to know the truth?


I'm not sure, what I do know is that it sucks more than hearing a lie.


A friend once said something to me that never left.


No one gets caught the first time they do something.


They get caught because they get careless.


No matter what you may be told.


Perhaps that truth alone is more painful than anything.


Knowing you found out from carelessness.


Devastating.


Because it wasn't the first time.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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