Wanderlust

So often we think of the consequences of telling a lie. Whether that instance may pertain to a small white lie or an elaborate conjugation of reality, we seem to bypass the consequences of telling the truth.

To tell the truth, we leave ourselves vulnerable. We speak our mind, hearts, and soul. We dare to let another know what is inside of us. We wonder what they might think of us. We realize our own strength and destroy our own weakness. We face the perils of the dangerous course of altering the statement with faulty emotions and meaningless words. We wish to take that easier route. And at times, we do actually fall into the traps of our inner demons.

But the worst part is the feelings of guilt. Feeling guilty for telling the truth because of what has become of the relationship or situation. Feeling guilty for telling a lie because of what has reversed and deteriorated. So where does that leave us then, equally at a disadvantage?

To tell the truth is one thing. But, to sincerely and genuinely mean the truth is another. Though a lie and a truth may both be just words, one involves a true conscience and course of action.

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