“Who does a man love more? The woman he lies to or the woman he tells the truth to?”
An open ended debate. Do I care more because I tried to protect you? Do I care more because I gave you honesty, even if it hurt you?
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“Who does a man love more? The woman he lies to or the woman he tells the truth to?”
An open ended debate. Do I care more because I tried to protect you? Do I care more because I gave you honesty, even if it hurt you?
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What is it about our secrets that causes us to hide them from the world? In and of themselves, they are just bits of information. Snippets of knowledge belonging to a larger context. Knowledge has no description except it is attributed to something else. Why does information about ourselves invoke feelings? Does a stop sign being red make you feel ashamed? Worried? Aren’t our secrets, by technicality, the same likeness of the color of the sign?
Why then do we hide our “colors”?
“What’s the point of life if you don’t explore?”
Those were the words directed towards me during a pretty chill video chat last night from my friend Matthew. I paused for a second before I gave a reply. Partly because he came in a bit muffled and I wanted to make sure I heard him correctly. Partly because I realized my answer is really complicated.
It definitely seems our mindsets change as we get older and experience more. Continue Reading