I tell them convenient truth. Couched truth. Comfortable truth. Candy Colored Truth.
I admit it, I do this because I know full well that unvarnished truth damages relationships. I don’t care who you are, the unvarnished truth is hard and if it is the truth comes off as uncaring.
Even if it’s a gift to see ourselves as others see us.
O wad some Power
the giftie gie us,
To see oursels
as ithers see us!
Robert Burns
The opposite is true. If I didn’t care I would say nothing. Why bother.
So, now the fix I am in is the need, even the demand that the truth be told and risking the relationship. I have heard all the pap about there being a good way to tell people bad news. To package the information so they will accept it. A little bit of sugar makes the medicine go down.
The reality is some people with too much sugar miss the whole point. The truth must result in getting a person to face some reality or another and make a positive change in behavior.
If I tell the truth and am rejected, that person rejects me, doesn’t change behavior and it was all for naught. In fact in that case would I have been better saying nothing. Sort of the strategy of hoping for the best and doing nothing about it. Not a good way to go.
Truth, you want the truth? You can’t handle the truth.
I’m in a tough place.
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