M3
I'm a person who takes comfort in stating the obvious, the plain and the real. Often through the avenue of humor, but not always. It's a way of showing understanding without showing an intention to hurt. When denied that avenue things feel very empty and pointless to me. By 'denied' what I mean is that I'm denying myself. If forced to choose between revelation and avoiding hurt eventually I am more likely to choose the latter. Frankly though, it's taking more and more extreme cases to prevent me from calling an apple an apple.
Because empathy is such a strong default for me people that hide a part of themselves, don't want to think about a part of themselves or aren't trusting all come off as extremely unpalatable. It feels like this great violation or slap in the face because, to me, sharing of my thoughts and feelings, painful or pleasant is something I do with people close to me.
We all feel tempted to cast ourselves as noble, wise or thoughtful I'm sure, but what is hardest for me is watching a person cling so hard to that and being just utterly unwilling to admit the truth of themselves. Often, it seems, there is a partial awareness of it and that fuels the other persona. This massive effort to inflate one part of ourselves to obscure the other from sight.
I detest when I find myself bending around this shared illusion with another person. As if only stating something makes it true. The opposite is also true through. It is wonderful to hear someone just say the truth. To break the long silence of denial.
The truth will set you free?
Because empathy is such a strong default for me people that hide a part of themselves, don't want to think about a part of themselves or aren't trusting all come off as extremely unpalatable. It feels like this great violation or slap in the face because, to me, sharing of my thoughts and feelings, painful or pleasant is something I do with people close to me.
We all feel tempted to cast ourselves as noble, wise or thoughtful I'm sure, but what is hardest for me is watching a person cling so hard to that and being just utterly unwilling to admit the truth of themselves. Often, it seems, there is a partial awareness of it and that fuels the other persona. This massive effort to inflate one part of ourselves to obscure the other from sight.
I detest when I find myself bending around this shared illusion with another person. As if only stating something makes it true. The opposite is also true through. It is wonderful to hear someone just say the truth. To break the long silence of denial.
The truth will set you free?