Another Piece | Brutally Honest
I don't remember exactly when I came across the word 'Brutally Honest', but I did find it on pinterest. And I think that's a beautiful word. The key is to be honest. Tell the truth about what you feel, what you want. I always talk to myself. But, I never really talked about my feelings with myself, brutally. When I say brutally, it means just telling about my feelings without thinking.
Some unpleasant feelings caused by other people, but I don't want to blame that person because in the end I will think that I am too sensitive. I am the one who is afraid of karma for blaming others for feelings that I can't control.
Since the moment I knew this word, I have tried to be completely honest with myself. I speak of all my feelings brutally. After that, I was always given a reply by the universe between giving me peace or proving that I was wrong.
There is someone in my life who somehow asked about my behavior in my home environment to a younger classmate who is my neighbor. And she received a reply that I never smile at other people--ignorant. So, she asked me how my neighbor behaved. I said that I didn't know. She asked me again 'why do you rarely smile?'. I didn't initially respond to her question. When I looked around, there were 2 people who glanced at me with cynical eyes, it seemed they were curious about our conversation. This conversation ended in an argument, but I don't remember it clearly. The question that crossed my mind at that time was why she was so interested in my life.
Not long ago I brutally expressed my feelings about this, and I cried. I became like this because of her. Why is she so interested in my life by trying to find out about me by asking what kind of person I am to other people? Why doesn't she just destroy her own life? Even to the point that I say swear words to her. And the reply I received was serenity, peace. That means I'm not wrong.
You might think that's not a big deal. But you're not me.
There have also been times when I was brutally honest about something and the universe proved me wrong. Like when I say I have no friends, the universe showed me.
I think being brutally honest is a good, very good thing. Somehow it heals a heart that is tired of keeping all negative feelings. This is difficult, of course, because sometimes you will blame other people--things you don't want.
But it's okay because the universe will give you an answer.
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