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On Telling the Truth, and Pride and Dignity

So I did something really wrong.  Ang you know how it is when you did something extremely awful and you can’t sit still, you can’t sleep at night, you are usually staring blankly into space.

That was me the past couple of days.

Until today.

I do not know where in this earth I got the courage from, but I closed my eyes, typed in what I needed to say (my resolve to tell the truth did not reach the level where I have to use spoken words – I am that much of a coward), proofread what I typed in, and sent it to the person involved.

I have been told that the truth shall set anyone free.  So why is it that I am at a bottomless pit right now and I don’t know what to do next?

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