There is a certain kind of truth that is hard to come by.
The ones we rather not tell our friends. The ones that we don’t often get.
The ones we think about on the therapist’s chair “Why are we so unable to think of ourselves as damaged and crazy? Self-righteousness.”
Of course, there are people who have told us before.
There are our friends. But they don’t want to risk an unpleasant evening triggering us. And then run the risk of getting back an unequal amount of harsh truth.
There are our parents. They are very kind and maybe also blinded by their own affection for us.
So it leaves another category, our exes. You could expect that they have probably told us. But after all, there is a reason why they are our exes.
So we can go through life, with an average person who met us for 20 minutes could end up with deeper insights into many of our flaws.
How about a pact?
A pact for our friend to tell us the truth. Where part of the friendship is actually to go deeper, to hold each other’s secrets, to be honest with each other. A pact where self-disclosures will not be used against us.
“Hey JAKE, I’ve been thinking about a way to increase my self-awareness. How about a pact? You to tell me inconvenient truths. And I trust that it is for my best interest in mind”.
