Desires and Hatreds

I've begun to wonder lately: why is it that on average, we all seem completely incapable of being honest with each other? Why is it that if we truly want something, desire it with all our being, that we can't express it to those around us? We all have a tendency to bottle up our thoughts and feelings until they crack under pressure. Why is that?

There are always of course those who feel they have the answers. Philosophers, psychologists, sociologist. And those who have their excuses, the fears of being hurt, ridiculed, opening themselves up.

Personally, I feel that I have reached a point in my life where I am able to be honest with the people around me whom I am close with. However, even then, the number of people who I can truly express myself freely with is very small. Sometimes it feels as though there are others that I wish I could tell things to. In the back of my mind that nagging voice tells me, "What will they think? What if that's not the right thing to say? Maybe now's not the right time. Are you sure?"

And so things get left unsaid. The cycle continues and I find myself trapped, unsure of what to share and what to keep sealed away. Yet I still wonder why we allow this to occur. Wouldn't life be better if we were all honest with each other? Maybe it would be better if our secret desires were no longer hidden away, and if our deepest hatreds were shared. I wonder what our society would be like if life were like that...and if it could survive such brutal truths?

Some days I just wish I could be more out-going...