Why truth hurts
This is why truth hurts: while I would believe a lie, the truth lurks unaltered beneath the surface, and every time that surface is scratched the lie is exposed and the contradiction bites, burns the mind that would dare peel that skin back. In the past I would apply a Band-Aid to that scratch: alcohol, sex, drugs, work – any addiction would do. Today I am more inclined to peel away, for I am finding the initial pain gives way to peace, and soon shows itself as being illusory anyway. For the pain is in the contradiction, not the truth itself.