The keyboard and my eyes are locked in a stern staring match. I can feel heat opening the sweat pores in the pit of each arm and skin on my forehead is tightening.
It is quite easy for me to tell the truth about a situation, accept to the person who the ‘truth’ most directly effects.
When it comes times to speak confronting words, my stomach drops to the earth’s core and my brain begins to swell and pound.
Truth makes me much more vulnerable than I ever want to be. It forces me to face the reality of what is, rather than living in the hope of what could be.
The American mobster John Gotti said "I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid."
I don't wan't to be afraid.