The Truth

The truth is a funny thing. As it slips across your tongue you get a feeling like no other. You are almost overcome with joy that you are taking the high road and being honest about your life, (and some of the not-so-intelligent things you have done in your past). There is a release, the confession has been made, no more need to guard it or hold it in. When the conversation is over you sit back and revel in your iown ntegrity........And then you walk away from the conversation, and the fear creeps back. Should you have disclosed the information? How will it be used? Will it be used against you? The release was short lived, the fear has simply morphed into something else. There may be freedom in truth, but it is fleeting.