......For me there was never honesty till now. Hell lies that did not have to be told would be made up on the spot. It's a survivors default- protect what is that truth that can't be told or even acklowledged to yourself. Keep it from yourself! So the role of honesty as the process of recovery rolls along becomes larger on the horrizon. Soon its at the door. Its in the room and its not going to be an invissible elephant anymore. Then it speaks and is seen and what was once a scary monolith of the unguarded truth becomes a tool. A weapon we now have instead of what can be used against us.... Honesty is the currency we suddenly find filling our larder - Guilt, shame and duty free......
1 Life Now is correct about Honesty. It does metamorphose. I used to tell lies about EVERYTHING.....how I was feeling, what is going on, what isn't going on....I learned that honesty begins when I speak the truth. I don't have to lie about what is happening in my family or color it to belong to the good group of people. As I become more honest and more honest about all my past, the past looses it's power to control my present.
by the way....LOVE YOU JEFF>....I cry too when I joke about it. Truth....even at 8 I wanted to be loved so badly that I would suck it, let you put it in me, whatever my body had to do...even if it made me throw up..it was fine if you just loved me and held me and paid some attention to me.