Honestly

I have a problem with honesty.  I’m honest to a fault.  That’s why I keep my mouth shut, because I can’t not be honest.  Sometimes it’s easier to walk out than it is to stir up useless controversy.  This doesn’t mean that I don’t lie.  And this doesn’t mean that I enjoy being mean to people.  But it does mean that I tend to either piss people off or make best friends instantly (usually the former).  I’ve learned that 90% of people who want you to be completely honest don’t realize what they are asking.  I’ve also learned that denial runs rampant and that people, including myself, are hypocrites. …which is really ok as long as you are aware of it.  And that’s part of the honesty for me…being aware.  I have a pretty high self-awareness (*cough* *cough* arrogance *cough* *cough*) so I guarantee I don’t know everything about ANYTHING.   Of course, I tend to be pretty cynical without realizing, can you tell?  : )    OK.  Let me try the positive end of this honesty bitch:

I’m wonderfully honest.  It’s a great way to live.  It’s a great way to find true friends.  People respect you more when you are honest. Truth and God are close in hand, and finding God can be found by following honesty.  I will die with a smile on my face because I try my best to be completely honest with myself and others, with the exception of intentional denial and ‘friendship grace.’

Honest be
Honest me
Making you
Uncomfortably
Mortified
And ‘Honistied’
You cannot hide
But i confide
And let you see
An honest me
For you to see
You’re just like me