I nominated philosiblog the other day for a bundle of blog awards, but I didn’t do the obligatory notification thing because I didn’t feel like doing it. I’ve decided to do it this way. And this way I can share the sort of mind food which I find delicious.
This particular post hit the nail on the head of something I am deeply cogitating at the moment, and something which I have always debated over. To be or not to be myself around others, or something like that.
Someone once said to me that I should feel free to tell them the truth even if it hurts them. This struck me as odd for several reasons.
Real truth does not hurt, the awful truth on the other hand is designed to cause pain. The awful truth is seldom the real truth. The pain usually tells you which is which, unless of course you’re only comfortable with lies, then the real truth will hurt and the awful truth may be something more pleasurable.
What prompted this someone to make this statement was that they had taken offense to a remark I had made, which was a flippant one, just me being myself, which is often flippant.
I had thought that I was free to be myself in their company, but this interaction and the fallout from it showed me that I wasn’t. They wanted to control what I could and couldn’t say based on how it affected them. It seemed that everything I said and even things I didn’t say hurt them. I felt censored around them after this incident, and needless to say this friendship ended.
Love this post and what it expresses!
Being honest might not get you a lot of friends, but it will always get you the right ones. – John Lennon
What does that mean?
This quote is about a quality which I have fairly strong feelings: honesty. I believe that anyone who expects you to lie to them has at least an ego problem, if not many others.
This quote states that being honest will likely cost you a number of friends. Telling people the hard truths will offend some. That’s OK. If they walk out of your life in a huff, even better.
The ones who leave, they weren’t really friends, were they? They may have been close acquaintances, but my definition of a friend requires an ability to tell and receive the truth, even the ones which are a little unpleasant.
The quote ends by saying that the ones who remain, those are your true friends…
View original post 790 more words