[EM] 22 - Truth... and Freedom
Oh what a confusing wicked web the truth can weave. You would think that such a simple word that is supposed to bring this feeling of relief, and maybe even some inner peace would actually be able to MESS EVERYTHING UP!!
See the truth isn't quite as easy for me as it is to all of you people. Yeah you people, the ones with the normal lives and the lack of actual thought beyond the whole, "Oh Magic is a nice story and a way to make a pumpkin into a stagecoach that is all pretty and white!" See for all of them the truth is just something they learn, and then deal with. It's how your son or daughter failed algebra even though you paid for that tutor... it's the teeny white lie that you told about actually paying for the bottle of water as you roamed the grocery store. See those things? Easy. You expose the lie, tell the truth and Phew! You feel a whole lot better.
Oh but for me? Well.. for me and my sisters even? The truth is ugly. It makes guys faint, run away, stop calling, stop coming by... stop saying hi... It makes the guys basically stop. Everything.
Of course there are ways around it, because you could go and try to get their honest reaction to something... you know just to test the waters? Well then the truth turns out to be how the guy is already married, and how much his wife would just love all the stuff you are telling him about.
See the truth? Sucks. It hurts and it confuses and generally? Doesn't set anything free.
Now going without a bra for a weekend? That is freeing.
Trust me.
See the truth isn't quite as easy for me as it is to all of you people. Yeah you people, the ones with the normal lives and the lack of actual thought beyond the whole, "Oh Magic is a nice story and a way to make a pumpkin into a stagecoach that is all pretty and white!" See for all of them the truth is just something they learn, and then deal with. It's how your son or daughter failed algebra even though you paid for that tutor... it's the teeny white lie that you told about actually paying for the bottle of water as you roamed the grocery store. See those things? Easy. You expose the lie, tell the truth and Phew! You feel a whole lot better.
Oh but for me? Well.. for me and my sisters even? The truth is ugly. It makes guys faint, run away, stop calling, stop coming by... stop saying hi... It makes the guys basically stop. Everything.
Of course there are ways around it, because you could go and try to get their honest reaction to something... you know just to test the waters? Well then the truth turns out to be how the guy is already married, and how much his wife would just love all the stuff you are telling him about.
See the truth? Sucks. It hurts and it confuses and generally? Doesn't set anything free.
Now going without a bra for a weekend? That is freeing.
Trust me.