Tell your fucking truth

I have seen miracles happen when people tell the truth. Not the "beautiful" truth. Not the truth that seeks to please or comfort. But, the wild truth. The fierce truth. The inconvenient truth .The damn truth. The truth that you are afraid to say ... The truth about you, that you hide to "protect" others. To avoid being "too much". To avoid being ashamed and feeling rejected. To avoid being seen. The truth of your deepest feelings. The rage that you have rehased, concealed, controlled. The terrors you do not want to talk about. The impulses that you tried to numb. The primary desires that you can not bear to formulate ... The defenses finally decompose, and this "dangerous" material emerges from the depths of the unconscious. You can not hold it anymore. The image of the "good boy" or the "nice girl" evaporates. That of the "perfect", of "the one who has understood everything", of the evolved: they are images that burn. You are trembling, you are sweating, you are on the verge of vomiting. You think you might die, but finally you say that fucking truth, that truth you feel deeply ashamed of. Not an abstract truth. Not a "spiritual" truth, carefully formulated and designed to prevent offense. Not a truth cleverly packaged ... But a disordered human truth, inflamed, sloppy. A passionate, provocative, sensual truth. A mortal truth, untamed and unvarnished. And fragile, sticky, sweaty, vulnerable. The truth of what you feel. The truth that allows the other to see you in the raw state. The truth that makes you pant, that makes your heart beat. It is the truth that will set you free. I have seen chronic depression and permanent anxiety fade overnight. I have seen deeply rooted trauma evaporate. I have seen chronic diseases, migraines for life, stubborn fatigue, unbearable back pain, body tension, disorders of the stomach, bowel, disappear, never come back. Of course, the "side effects" of truth are not always so dramatic. And we do not enter our truth with a result in mind. But think of the enormous amounts of energy needed to suppress our animal savagery, numb our fierce nature, suppress our rage, our tears and our terror, support a false image, and pretend to be "good" Think about all the tension in the body, and the damage to our immune and psychological systems, when we live in fear of "showing off". Take the risk to tell your truth. The truth of which you are afraid. The truth about which you believe the world depends ... Find a reliable person, a friend, a therapist, a counselor, yourself, and let them in. Let them hold you and help you as you break. Let them love you while you cry, rage, trembling with fear, that you're in the middle of a mess. Tell your damn truth to someone, to yourself, it could just save your life, heal you from the bottom of you and connect you to humanity, in a way you never imagined. .. ? - Jeff Foster