Confessions ...
Chapter 1;
Denial….
Why do we always deny being in denial? Denial by itself denotes a sense of un-satisfaction with reality. Knowing and proclaiming the truth will set one free, how true is that?? I wonder….
The truth is liberating, but can we handle the truth?
We all know that taking drugs is wrong, but on the hindsight, how does it feel to be on a ‘high’? If it is really bad stuff, why do people still experiment with it in the first place? It would be a total understatement to say drugs are all bad, it does provide us a form of escapade from our momentarily problems and take us to a place where we feel so sure and confident, a place that we can only dream about, a place of comfort, a place of belonging, a place where we feel no shame.
But the key word here is ‘temporarily’.
I believe that we are after all humans and insecure in some areas of our lives, but why do we always sell ourselves out so willingly to denial. We are old enough to discern the right from the wrong, but being in denial is the easiest excuse we can come up with when we don’t want to deal with the truth.
The truth brings about revelation. Revelation brings about feelings of hurt and pain. It’s tiring to be hurt over and over again by the promise of change knowing that we would be disappointed from time to time again.
Yet again, denial by essence will open up another can of worms. Not being able to look oneself in the mirror and stand by the values we sought as precious in our lives. Denial brings out another person in you. You are not you, but rather you are pretending to be you. That’s when people would perceive you as pretentious and ‘fake’.
So when do we draw the line between ‘denial’ and ‘confession’? The only true gauge is to ask oneself whether we are truly happy the way we are and true happiness is a feeling that only one can decipher and comprehend……
Denial….
Why do we always deny being in denial? Denial by itself denotes a sense of un-satisfaction with reality. Knowing and proclaiming the truth will set one free, how true is that?? I wonder….
The truth is liberating, but can we handle the truth?
We all know that taking drugs is wrong, but on the hindsight, how does it feel to be on a ‘high’? If it is really bad stuff, why do people still experiment with it in the first place? It would be a total understatement to say drugs are all bad, it does provide us a form of escapade from our momentarily problems and take us to a place where we feel so sure and confident, a place that we can only dream about, a place of comfort, a place of belonging, a place where we feel no shame.
But the key word here is ‘temporarily’.
I believe that we are after all humans and insecure in some areas of our lives, but why do we always sell ourselves out so willingly to denial. We are old enough to discern the right from the wrong, but being in denial is the easiest excuse we can come up with when we don’t want to deal with the truth.
The truth brings about revelation. Revelation brings about feelings of hurt and pain. It’s tiring to be hurt over and over again by the promise of change knowing that we would be disappointed from time to time again.
Yet again, denial by essence will open up another can of worms. Not being able to look oneself in the mirror and stand by the values we sought as precious in our lives. Denial brings out another person in you. You are not you, but rather you are pretending to be you. That’s when people would perceive you as pretentious and ‘fake’.
So when do we draw the line between ‘denial’ and ‘confession’? The only true gauge is to ask oneself whether we are truly happy the way we are and true happiness is a feeling that only one can decipher and comprehend……
posted by theflyisneverdead at 10/10/2005 05:10:00 PM
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