Truth Hurts

Brutal honesty will lead to brutal truth, the more bitter the flesh when forced to accept, I communicate like chess, I always live with the words just like the moves, I may lead you down a pointless tunnel just to check in on you, the response is always in the body language, never rehearsed. 

The answers aren’t in the past, all good salesman always assume the sale, so why do we as a whole prefer to assume the fail, falls make me tall, scars piss me off but I fuel that anger to rage and release it in the gym, change!

Ive tried counseling and currently still remain in therapy and it reminds me regularly that we have all the answers, they just get us to talk freely, in a way that doesn’t always feel okay amidst a life busy…

Self defense mechanisms are the hardest to overcome, created out of the need for survival or safety, invented by us the victims, natural steps within childhood patterns, may be our only memory of certain reactions, reality…

Patience is non existent with my neurodivergence and that may simply be because I was always in a hurry to run from these lifelong problems, soulutions do exist, typo…

Soul, look deep into yours, how do you create your own course, what bits would remain, what would you like to stay the same and ask yourself,

Are you willing to go through the pain?

The Bitter Truth.