Honest(l)y
Honesty is a difficult thing. Not on it's own though. Being truthful or manipulative are just tools. Means to an end. And since every end is causated from a start, you must employ introspection to understand how and why you aren't being honest. To others. In the end, to yourself. It's all about fear. Fear of being alone. Misunderstood. Unsupported. Unloved. Disliked. Abandoned. Untouched. Ignored. Non-existent. You resort to acting in a way you don't even agree with. Your logic and morality clash with your longing for fulfillment. You hurt yourself. You hurt even those you deeply love. Even after understanding what true love is. Fears bred from childhood follow you around, or rather, you don't let go of their leash. Even while experiencing what you actually desire. You're still afraid. Your inner child convinced of love being ephemeral. Fear, everlasting. For that's what they learned. Their blank canvas painted with insecurities. Their palms handed over the