Truth and Fear

What I do know or what I have discovered is that people are afraid of the truth. They are afraid of honesty. And why? There; that is something I don’t understand. Sometimes I am accused of speaking too bluntly or stating too much. And there - me being accused of being blunt - is something I also never expected I’d get accused of. Because a year ago, or even months ago, I do not know, I would not consider myself blunt or mean or anything of that sort. Because it wasn’t/isn’t me to do that. But I know what I do state are facts that are undeniably true. No, I’m not being conceited and I’m not trying to thrust my version of truth onto others. That I won’t and know I cannot do. But I’ve come to realize that people do not want to hear such things; and by such things I mean the honesty. And that’s the irony of it all. Just when we thought honesty was the best policy, it really isn’t. Because when I am honest, I end up becoming some muted being or something like that. People begin to tune out of what I’m saying because they’d rather not face it. And that’s what I call human weakness. A weakness that you should not let yourself succumb to. It’s a weakness I know I myself possess, but not to the extent others seem to possess. And I know why people hate the truth. It’s because for those things, there is nothing but, and they are afraid to face it because we are right. Because it forces them to confront themselves and themselves only. And they can’t stand it. I admit it; I have trouble accepting honesty as well when I’m told I’m this or that. And I do become defensive, because that’s my nature. But in the end I take it to heart, and I attempt to change myself or at least change a part of me so that I’ll become someone better. Someone who’s not afraid of seeing things about myself. Because we should never be like that. Why tune out honesty when it’s the only thing you can get that seems valid in our lives? Why would you? So that you could go on the way you are, even though you know all it is, is denial? Maybe we have to go through denial or whatever else it is in order to learn. I don’t know.

All of this only amounts to one thing: fear. Fear of themselves, fear of everything else. Fear of loss, fear of the future. I’m sick of people who go through life - or highschool, whatever is fitting - being okay with mediocrity because they fear what it would be otherwise. People who don’t strive for higher when they know they can do better and when they know there is better out there.

But what I’m trying to get at is - why live your life in fear? Why live your life in fear of death, in fear of going to hell (if one exists for you), in fear of failure, in fear of everything? There is no point. There is nothing to fear. And if you do live your life in fear of anything described above, or anything you can define yourself, please, I beg you, don’t. You don’t know what you’re missing out on, and you don’t know just what you’re throwing away.