Honesty April 21, 2009

Sometimes, I just want to scream at the top of my lungs, “tell me the f^@%ing truth!” 

If there is one promise that I want from anyone I find myself getting close to, it is that they will be honest with me.  I’m pretty sure that I make it clear how important it is to me.  Yes, sometimes the truth hurts, but never as much as being lied to. 

With every lie I am told, I find myself raising my guard a little bit more.  And watching someone who is supposedly my friend continue a lie that I’ve already discovered makes me crazy.

Six Months April 11, 2009

It’s been too long. So much of me wants to come out through the keyboard, but I don’t know where to start. I have too much to say. I fear that a flood or maybe a hurricane lies beneath the face I have been showing to the world.

Not writing has been some sort of self imposed punishment, allowing things to build and eat away at me. If everything stays inside, it’s easier to lie to myself. Funny, considering I rank being lied to to be one of the worst things that a true friend could do. I haven’t been a very good friend to myself.

It’s time for that to change…