What is truth?

I woke up this morning thinking about truth. What is truth? The phrases ‘I have to speak my truth’, or ‘I’m just speaking my truth’ has become a cultural mantra taking our society by storm. The hackneyed phrase(s) annoy the shit out of me they feel like excuses one uses to justify a lack of civility, kindness, and or/respect. Is it possible to speak one’s truth and not be a dick or an asshole? Also, if it’s not universally true can it truly be true? If it’s “true” for me and “not true” for you, what does that mean? Do we all have small too true truth universes in our heads? If so, why are we surprised that there’s such disagreement and discord in our reality? Does truth fluctuate?

Almost every decade I realize the truths I believed in so doggedly and fought and defended so voraciously no longer hold true or (this is my favorite) don’t matter in the grand scheme of my life anyway.

Is life so boringly just black and white, truth and not truth? I’ve gotten and continue to get my share of shit because I generally focus on the gray. If black or white isn’t working to make my life sparkle and shine the way I want it to sparkle and shine then the hell with black and white. Fuck it! I’m going gray.

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