the golden rule
I don't think it's dangerous to be sincere. It might hurt, and might get you into some un-fun situations--I know I've messed up my share of relationships because of my bluntness. But I truly believe that everything works out for the better when we're all honest with one another. Or at least, it's supposed to work out for the better.
I try to be honest in all my relationships. If I like you, you'll know it. If something sours our relationship, well, you'll know that too. And if it's actually something that we can't get over and things are going bad, then it might be time for the relationship to change...or end...as all relationships do at some point.
But if the relationship is actually still healthy--just temporarily bruised for whatever reason, a misunderstanding perhaps, my acknowledgement of the "bruise" often permanently scars the relationship, sending it downhill, where it eventually plateaus into the monotony of a shallow aquaintanceship that isn't fulfilling for anyone involved. WHY? Maybe I grew up with the wrong idea of what friendships were, and I could accept that, but I would be dumbfounded for the rest of my life because I would always think that I was living by the golden rule. THE golden rule. The one that we all learned in kindergarten as a foundation for our personal ethics that taught us to treat others as we wanted to be treated.
I think that may be my problem. I AM living by that outdated rule. Who does that in this day and age where all people care about is money...and themselves? I think I should change, and adapt to the sad reality in which I live, but something inside me just won't let me. I think I might end up as the only person on earth who truly did learn all that she needed to know in kindergarten. :::sigh::::::
Did that make any sense?