Now I was never a gullible kid, and I was always skeptical of cartoons being real or a fat guy in red coming down my nonexistent chimney. Therefore when I was all of six years old and went to a friend’s birthday party I happened upon a peculiar scene. My friends’ dad was putting on a huge Dora the Explorers head over his own. …show more content…
Quite frankly I can be rather brusquely honest at times. Is there ways that I could phrase things more delicately? Perhaps. Would the point I’m trying to get across still remain the same? Absolutely. Do I care if I hurt people’s feeling by being honest? Not really. Telling the truth helps people feel better about themselves or their course of action, saying “No... Santa isn’t real.” Can lift an indescribable weight off your shoulders. Going back to my friend’s birthday party, my thought process was either way the kids will be upset upon learning the truth. So why shouldn’t I tell them then? It’ll save everyone the hassle of buying costumes of fictional people and putting up a charade on every celebration.
Quite frankly when my mom tried to defend why she lied about our fictional childhood characters being real, I told her calmly and coolly while shrugging “I don’t care.” You can’t erase the past after all. However, lies typically result in a lack of trust between the person being lied to and the liars. Which is why I adore honesty. Honesty is logical, and logic never lies. It is only the cold hard facts of a situation, which will always come to