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“Tell the truth. Tell the truth. Tell the truth.”

Perhaps my favorite line from perhaps my favorite book.
Or, at least from one of my favorite women.

I like honesty.
I prefer it, and I demand it.

I always thought telling the truth meant, well, telling the truth:

I don’t enjoy The Beatles.
I’ve grown to appreciate pink.
Yes, you’re being silly.
It’s actually “couldn’t care less.”

I’ve realized: speaking truth is only half the truth;
the other half is knowing truth for yourself,

being radically honest with what you want,
what you are willing to accept,
what you will not allow.

Tell the truth.
It doesn’t require words.

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