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a journal |
This book is intended as a place to blog about my life and things I'm interested in and answers to prompts from various blog prompt sites here on WDC, including "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" and "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" I'm not sure yet what it'll turn into, but I'm going to have fun figuring it out. |
“Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun from clever minds and bitter hearts.” ― Nicole Lyons "Good God, no. The lies we tell other people are nothing to the lies we tell ourselves.” ― Derek Landy, Death Bringer What's worse--- telling someone the truth and hurting their feelings or lying to them to spare their feelings? I personally would rather someone told me a truth than a lie. I would rather hear truth in such a way that it wasn’t cruel. That’s one of my rants—honesty doesn’t mean cruel, and when people say something in such a way that it was said just to hurt, that’s not being honest. I think in such an instance, I would rather keep quiet than lie or hurt someone with an unpleasant truth. For example, there are things I don’t tell my mother, true things that would hurt her because they are behaviors that are ingrained for all her life, and even though they hurt me, I love her enough that I don’t want her to be hurt by something she couldn’t change. Because of that, sometimes I refuse to answer a question or to say anything at all because I don’t lie, but I can’t say that truth that would hurt her. Sometimes, when my blood sugar was high or I was generally irritable, I have said it. And every time I do, I feel cruel, and I don’t like that feeling. So I avoid it. Love is giving the ability to hurt us to someone who we trust not to. |