honesty is not the best policy.
its like slicing open the skin around your heart and rendering it vulnerable to people. its like taking off the paper bag on your head and exposing your face in public. its like running on a narrow one-way track and knowing that you cannot turn back or deviate from your route. its like sharing one side of your shoes with others, without the assurance that the others will share with your theirs in return. its like handing a knife to a person, and saying, 'now you are free to stab me anywhere anytime.'
my spirits sank with my heart.
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