Truth and it's Consequences

There's a reason I'm a writer and not a pundit relying on verbal finesse. Part of it is because I'm usually working a touch slower than hyper speed which means thoughts zip around my head faster than the words can shoot of our my mouth.

It's also because I'm honest. Some would say, too honest.

My father encouraged us to be honest and to say what we thought. Mummy warned him about passing that trait on, especially to me, and although there have been a couple of times where that lesson's come back to bite him on the ass, he's managed to turns the other cheek .

I am my father's daughter.

Ask me an honest question and you'll get an honest answer.

I've shocked/incensed people at work with that honesty, and probably lost a few friends, but truth is truth. The funny thing, is the truth that seems to flummox people the most is not the negative truth, but the positive truth. On several occasions I've been questioned on viable resolutions to problems and when I've outlined workable options, I tend to get responses like "Thanks very much for your thoughtful input."

In past relationships I've been asked for emotional honesty only to leave recipients with mouth agape, and surprised that I , fully in touch with my emotions, could say such a thing.

Jack Nicholson was right when he exclaimed ,"You want the truth? You can't handle the truth!"

It's like the world only wants to deal with truth that doesn't require work or introspection or emotional consideration.

Truth has gravity people. Know it, and deal with it for Chrissake!

Mummy believes that truth, like medicine, goes down better with a spoonful of sugar, but I'm a busy woman and I don't have time to pop a little royal icing on it before serving on a crystal plate with paper doily.

I have learned to make one concession. When asked for honest input, I raise and eyebrow and ask, "Do you really want the truth?"

If the concerned parties are still willing, then I warn that my truth comes without the sugar coating.

My truth is a hand grenade.

Once I pull the pin, and lob it out there, you'd better either brace yourself for impact or seek cover.