The truth sucks sometimes. No getting around it. No running away from it. No more hiding it away in the corner and pretending it’s not really there. I avoided the truth for a LONG time before everything finally fell apart.
There are still very hard conversations I have to have with my husband on a daily basis (letting him know when I still think my idea was better than his), but I’m so grateful to be able to share those hard conversations instead of pretending like they don’t exist.
Yes, honesty sucks sometimes…but it’s always worth it in the end.