Honesty and Diplomacy.

Hello my lovely reader.
There are days and moments in life when you do not want to hear the truth.
When you get up in the morning, for example, with a huge pimple right on your forehead. What you need the least, are those people who constantly remind you of it.. Boom. They pop the truth, like a wet towel, in yoir face. "Ew, what is that in your face? The thing is huge!" Oh. Whether you believe it or not, I do have a mirror at home.
Or if you skipped sleeping that one night because you absolutely wanted to finish the last chapter of your new book,  because you still had to study for the exam the next day, or simply because your brain would not shut up.. Dark circles, blacker than the blackest coffee. "You look really done and tired." Thanks for the info. "Is that a varicose vein?" No, man, I have just light skin! (And even if i do)

That is honest. But not diplomatic.

But when I think about it, I'm not a good diplomat. This thing with the diplomacy is not for me. I can not pack mean things into beautiful flowers..I am too honest. Awkward. But the truth is like the diplomacy, it is a very small line that is easily crossed. Baam, you fall down on the other side and land ungentlely in hurt feelings.
So I keep my thoughts mainly for me. That is just who I am. Prefer to stay silent. Talking is worthy. Sometimes, yes. I say nothing, because I know that words often do not help. I hate to spin in a circle with words. Constantly the same things. Again and again - like a CD player whit a clamming repeat button. You talk down a topic till you can not think of even one more word. Then, to finally stay silent.
I say nothing, because I know that words often do not help. Because they do not want to be heard. No sooner they are out, they fizzle out in the atmosphere as colorful small bubbles. Lose their meaning - or never had one. We talk so much and yet so little. What are words worth, if they just miserably bounce of a wall made of  deadlocked opinions, hardened hearts, hurt feelings or false pride? What are words good for, if you can not make people understand how you feel. Because they never reach their destination, because they miss the mark, because they are misunderstood. No, I am not a good diplomat.
So I say nothing. Because silence is also a type of talking.

Talk to you soon.

Goodnight. Have a great day. Enjoy life.

Anne.