There is such a bitter sweetness to the truth. It stings ever so lightly until you accept it. Until you embrace the realness of it, you remain in pain, lost, numb, ignorant, fearful, alone. The truth is its own reward. No matter the consequence, if the truth caused it, in the end, it is right.
Running from the truth prolongs agony, causes dysfunction, delusion, and dissatisfaction. So many of us want to live a lie and expect something real. It is not enough to know what is right; you have to be able to apply this knowledge to your life in a way it will suit you best interest.
Too bad knowing the truth doesn't always change the problem. We must act upon whatever changes that need to be made once the truth is revealed. Not all truths require we take action, as much as they do that we take heed. Because all things develop in the mind, many cannot take heed of the truth, because they consistently dwell in the untruths that have held them captive for so long.
For a long time, I did not want to accept my husband really was the man I was supposed to be married to. We were so different. But then there was this something, I later learned to be a spiritual thang. It had nothing to do with me. My marriage is about glorifying God. Showing other that beauty can come out of bullshit, if the couple is will to get out of the way and claim God's will for their marriage.