The truth

I'm a pretty truthful person for the most part, but sometimes I can tell white lies, or make my way around something to avoid hurting someone or making things awkward. The question in this blog though is not weather we, my readers and I, lie but rather if we would prefer people to lie to us or be told the truth.
Right now, I'm not exactly sure, so I hope to find out by the time I end his blog.
I had a pretty hard childhood. I was made fun of a lot for stupid things. I was also in Junior high for things I started believing. You could definitely say it brought my confidence down. I thought high school was going to be better. Friends come and go a lo easier but people don't pick on others for the most part. I love myself, sometimes a little too much. I like my personality, the things I say, the way I act, but I always find the negative. I don't seem to things I do things right or well enough. When people tell me something I do is good, I don't tend to believe them, because chances are they just don't want to be mean. So, would it bother me more if they agreed even though I already thought it. How much does their positive me help me. Well, I do know the answer to that. It helps a lot. Even if I don’t complete believe them, it makes me feel like what I did was enjoyed or intelligent in some way. Something I thought of or worked for was worth it. And what would happen if they said it was bad. As much as I’d like to believe it wouldn’t affect me, it would. Especially from people I care about, and especially when it something especial. Something I made that I shared and if those people that I chose to share it with didn’t like it, I’d be hurt and very disappointed. I’ve always had a feeling that I worse at a lot of things than people, and the things I’m good at like writing, acting, soccer, and basketball, I’m not even that great compared to everyone else. Most of my talents that I excel at compared to other things, most people excel more than me. Or a couple things that I’m even better at, there is still a large group of people who are way better than me. So, how much does it affend me if others think the same. I’m pretty much over what most people think. It’s what I think but with people who are close to me, it’s different. My mom for example, she doesn’t seem to agree or like the things that I think I’m good at, at least not the creative things. She’s supportive with sports and acting but not the things that I tend to do now. It’s kind of kept me from showing her things lately and she’s a lot less involved in my life. There is one person who I show everything too, and I’m proud when I do. I didn’t have that person for a while. Not just the actual person but that support. That I could tell, share, and show everything with. I wouldn’t be afraid that they thought something I did was stupid. They would imbrace it just as much as I did. Some things I love doing but it was hard not having anyone to share them with. So it a blessing that I do now. I’m so thankful. I really am thankful for a lot of things. My family, of course. The things I can use to do the creative things I do and make. I’m thankful for friends and my wonderful house. I’m extremely thankful for that person. I try not to take those things for granted because they really do mean a lot to me. And last I’m SO VERY thankful to God. He’s given me everything. >I know that was really off topic but it was thanksgiving, and I know I’m late but I still had to add it.
So, what’s my conclusion? I think earlier I was leaning toward , the truth can hurt too much. And it’s true. It sucks but if someone doesn’t tell you the truth, that insecurity can always be there because you don’t feel comfortable in believe anything and all of a sudden everything becomes bad. Truth is a wake up call that w aren’t perfect and can’t be but we all are special (haha) and we all are great at things and meant to use are talents and the things we enjoy to help out ourselves, the people around us, and the way the world and community flows.