Posts Tagged ‘Perspective’

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Truth, Lies, and in Between

November 17, 2010

Lies. There's only black and white, right? You lie or you don't lie. There shouldn't be any middle ground. But that's impossible. It always has a huge gray area in between. Everybody always has an excuse why they tell lies.

Personally, I try to tell the truth. I always tell the truth, even if it's inconvenient. However, I am not a tactless person who will tell the whole truth without considering whether the person who hears it will love it or not.

They always say that the truth sets us free. I don't see that sometimes. There are instances wherein, we are better off not knowing certain things. We let our children go on believing in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy so as not to take away their innocence. We let them continue with the fantasy of prince charming and sleeping beauty. We do it because we don't want to ruin the fun from childhood. We want them to stay as blissfully innocent for as long as we can protect them.

That goes the same for lies. We don't always tell the truth not only because we want to protect ourselves but also because we want to protect the people we care about. If you intend to tell the truth only because we want to clear out our darkened conscience, then we need to think again. If we have committed mistakes and want to come clean just so we can live without the guilt that haunts us every sleepless night, I don't think we even deserve the freedom we get from telling the truth.

Yes. Honesty is the best policy. However, if your honesty is due to selfish reasons, then what good does it bring? Seriously. Do they really deserve the heartache? Should we tell them the truth, even if it hurts or destroys them, just so we can go back to pretending nothing happened and live our own little lives as if we never hurt anyone? I don't think so.

I would never tell the truth, but if I deserve to carry the guilt, I'd gladly do it. I'd gladly live with the guilt than live to see myself destroy the people I love only because I want to keep myself as clean as an unused white sheet. I don't think I would ever be happy anyway.

But that's all just me, you know. If you don't agree with me, you don't have to. We all have our own ways of seeing things. What would you actually do yourself? When do you think is the right time to tell a lie? Or is there never a right time for lies? I'd love to know.

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Level of Maturity

November 6, 2010

I never had a normal childhood. I used to complain about that, I used to have hang ups about not having an ideal life. I used to not like myself too much when I think back and ponder about my life. I used to be dissatisfied.

Yes, my life was not a big melodrama, but it had a lot of dramatic episodes. I was a generally happy person, but I was always looking for something else. I loved myself too much, but I never really liked myself. I always convinced myself I was beautiful, but I never believe people when they say so. I have always known I was the smart type. I'd never be the prom queen or the campus crush. I was just the popular smart girl that people knew, but never really got to know.

I knew I was already an adult when my perspectives changed. There is not exact date or time when that happened. One day, I just woke up and realized that I loved my life. I would never trade it for anyone else's. I don't have everything I want, but whatever things I don't have, I still have the chance to achieve them. I knew I had matured when I already knew how to see the bigger picture. I am still not satisfied, but that does not mean things will never be better.

I never had a normal childhood, but I am not complaining at all. Not anymore. In fact, I am thankful my life was what it was. I would never be what, where, and who I am today if my life was otherwise. I am an adult now, and it's about time I start owning up to it.

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