From an early age I have always lived with my own truth. It was also important others told me the truth. I would rather have heard the truth and it feel uncomfortable than have to work through the consequences of being told a lie.
No matter how hard it was for me to face the truth, it was right that I came to know about my disability. Where we may try to ignore, hide or run from our truth, the truth will always prevail in the end.
Facing my truth, empowered me to want to do and be better. The truth meant I could be myself and live with myself. It meant I didn’t have to cover my tracks, or watch my back. Through my writing, my truth speaks volumes. No matter how many others may deny your truth, they know it is still your truth.
The truth can be uncomfortable, we may not always want to face it, but without us telling the truth, our lives will always be based on lies. No matter how many times we may try to cover up the truth, we’re notching up and fabricating yet more lies.
Without telling the truth there is no integrity, or emotional and spiritual growth. Being truthful about your life, about yourself says a lot about you.