It is never easy to directly say things from your heart, no matter how straight forward a person you are. It is not simply just uttering words that you feel like saying. It is in composing yourself to accept the consequences when those words are shared.
No, I’m not referring to venomous spewing of words in a fit of anger or the unveiling of your feelings when you’re a little tipsy. Often times, it would result in ferocious apologies but nonetheless a crack is formed.
But when you make a conscientious choice to open up to voice your inner self, there’s a sense of liberation. While the after effect may be dire, you feel no apology is needed. It is your opinion of situations perceived from your point of view. It is neither a judgment nor criticism.
Or you could just say nothing.
And let it pass. But it is not the same as letting it go.
If you choose to say nothing, it will eat you up inside. It will challenge your sense of realism. It will alter your state of mind. And soon, you find that you’re not the same person as before. Everything about you is of what other dictate you to be. Whatever becomes your answer to everything.
Gradually, you wither. You fail to exercise acumen. Finally, you fail.