Your truth, and the rest?
You often talk about truth. Yours. The one you wear like armor, that you wield like a shield. But in your truth, there is no room for the other. No room for doubt, no room for retreat. Just you, your story, and what you choose to retain from it.
You only hear what supports your point of view. You refuse to see what your actions have caused. You refuse to face the consequences, as if closing your eyes could erase them.
You flee into your version of the facts, you hide there, as if facing reality could break you. But it is not the world that is fragile, it is your courage that is lacking. True courage is not defending a story at all costs. It is recognizing when we have hurt, when we have been wrong, when we have been unfair. You want to be heard, to be understood. But have you even tried to understand the other side? Have you had even a moment of honesty, without trying to be right, just to listen, really?
One cannot build together if one refuses to look at the truth in all its complexity. Not his truth, the truth – the one that is shared, that is confronted, that hurts sometimes, but that allows progress.
I will no longer engage in dialogue with someone who only speaks to their own echo.
Your truth, and the rest?
You often talk about truth. Yours. The one you wear like armor, that you wield like a shield. But in your truth, there is no room for the other. No room for doubt, no room for retreat. Just you, your story, and what you choose to retain from it.
You only hear what supports your point of view. You refuse to see what your actions have caused. You refuse to face the consequences, as if closing your eyes could erase them.
You flee into your version of the facts, you hide there, as if facing reality could break you. But it is not the world that is fragile, it is your courage that is lacking. True courage is not defending a story at all costs. It is recognizing when we have hurt, when we have been wrong, when we have been unfair. You want to be heard, to be understood. But have you even tried to understand the other side? Have you had even a moment of honesty, without trying to be right, just to listen, really?
One cannot build together if one refuses to look at the truth in all its complexity. Not his truth, the truth – the one that is shared, that is confronted, that hurts sometimes, but that allows progress.
I will no longer engage in dialogue with someone who only speaks to their own echo.