How Many Times, How Many Lies

"As doctors, we're trained to be skeptical, because our patients lie to us all the time. The rule is: every patient is a liar until proven honest.
Lying is bad. Or so we are told constantly from birth. Honesty is the best policy, the truth shall set you free..."I chopped down the cherry tree!", whatever.
The fact is, lying is a necessity. We lie to ourselves because the truth, the truth freaking hurts. No matter how hard we try to ignore or deny it, eventually the lies fall away, whether we like it or not.
But here's the truth about the truth: it hurts. So we lie."
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"Pain: it comes in all forms. The small twinge, a bit of soreness, the random pain that we live with everyday.
Then there is the kind of pain you just can't ignore, a level of pain so great that it blocks out everything else, makes the rest of your world fade away until all we can think about is how much we hurt, how we manage our pain is up to us. We anaesthetize, ride it out, embrace it, ignore it, and for some of us the best way to manage pain is to just push through it.
Pain: you just have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers. You just breathe deep and wait for it to subside. Most of the time pain can be managed, but sometimes the pain gets you when you least expect it, hits way below the belt and doesn't let up. Pain you just have to fight through, because the truth is you can't outrun it, and life always makes more."

(From "Grey's Anatomy")

I hate lies. I hate illusions. I hate hope.
I like George Washington and Benjamin Franklin too: "He that lives upon hope will die fasting."
I can't bare that, I have never been able to. I'm not able (not interested in learning it either) to manage something above which I don't, I can't, have control. I love certainties, to know all about something instead of knowing just half of its truth.
Truth. Yeah. Truth is something we are forced to live always with: we must accept that and sooner we do, better we do live.
I really cannot understand why people have been programmed to be able telling lies too. It's a bullshit, a mistake. A great one. And I love, I swear I do, deeply, people who not only always tell you the truth but also stop you from lying to yourself. Yeah, because *we* are, in the first place, the people we own the truth, even before own it to others. How can we actually be honest people to someone else if we are not even capable of being it with ourselves? We are big people, we must know how to deal with the tragic truth, no matter how ugly that can actually be: we can't really think, and, worst, be sure of it, that lies, illusions, hopes will protect us forever. How? How long? If you can't stand truth you can't stand life either. Because truth is a oneway to truly live, the one and only key to every door. It's the stairway through which we can really feel good, be fine.
Truth is the one and only escape from pain. It is not because it promises us a fast and painless way out: it is because only when we know everything there's to know we can really know what we are fighting against, our enemy, and, then, start our rehab. There's no sense at all in suffering for something which isn't real or that is just incomplete to our awareness.
I'm thankful to everyone who still believe in this apparently arcane practice called "truth". "The importance of being Earnest" is something some people have never known at all, some other have just forgot, leaving it back on their ways.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhPAK8HjcPI