Why can’t we just say what we want?

What we really want.

We all tend to think if we did, life would be better.

That’s not always the case.

The truth doesn’t always make things better.

Yet, it should be ours to limit.

Why do we just smile and say “Of course, it’s ok,’ when everything inside us is screaming “THIS IS SO FAR FROM OK THAT THE LIGHT FROM OK WILL TAKE SIX MILLION YEARS TO REACH THE PLACE I AM NOW.”

That wide, tight smile doesn’t fool anyone.

Not talking about it is easier.

Of course, it’s OK … even if it makes us sad.

Life, as we all know, isn’t fair.

It’s barely just.

Are we trying to level our inherent awkwardness? The natural urge to smooth over all that presents the world as a sense of discomfort? To make........

© The Saratogian