There is a saying that confession is good for the soul. Whether that is true is debatable. What is true is that my disclosures to you about the tribulations in my life and how I resolved them can be a helpful asset to the both of us. You, so that you avoid the potholes and pitfalls that tripped me and then I , who is able to obtain a bit of relief in the retelling because those obstacles are now behind me.
Confession is character building for it prevents us from living hypocritical lives. Just look at social media that provides us the utopian view of marriages, careers, relationships, and financial status. As the young people say, on those pages, everybodys got it going on. Cracks that appears in those areas are hastily plastered over with lies, deceptions, omissions and grandiose reports of promotions/accomplishments/fancy cars, homes, along with the pictures of the newest, bestest, finest significant other. When we see those cracks morph into crevasses, e.g., divorces, bankruptcies, we are stunned.
I was meditating on this idea of being totally honest, openly truthful after my spouse and I had a little disagreement. Well, no, we had a blow out. If I was rich, I would have packed my bags and checked into one of our other homes. Confession.
You see the fact is that as much as I love my husband and he excites me (in every way) sometimes, I dislike him in exponentially negative increments. I can not fathom living this life without him, except, when he gets on my nerves. Translation, moving and being in his testosterone encased psyche, that is to say, his manliness. The very thing that attracts me, can simply drive me nuts. When I post happy pictures of us smiling, with those adorable loving looks, it is an affront to that presentation to never confess that sometimes the looks that pass beween us would crack boulders.
Confession isn’t telling people your business. It is providing truth to who you are and profess to be. I am imperfect as is my husband and every person who draws breath on this planet. To pretend otherwise is to live a lie by subterfuge. The sad thing is that it prevents others from seeing life as it really is, rather than the false fabled life as it appears from our partially disclosed lives.
Confession. It’s good for restoring a much needed level of veracity to our conversations, our relationships and exhibitions on social media. How about we try being honest about what really happens in our lives? And, if you can’t be honest, well, be quiet!
Blessings to you all!

Thank you! We need the balance. Take the good with the bad. My sweet husband is on my nerves too. Lol
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I truly enjoyed you sharing the “Truth!” It actually paints the true picture of all of us. Just like our teeth often have disagreements with our tongue, so is the same with our relationships. Much appreciation for your transparency!
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You are such a great writer. Thank you Bailey for keeping it real!
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sometimes it’s two steps forward and back one step or there is running and leaping
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Oh how I love this piece. It soothes my soul because every word of it echoes the truth. Keep writing and sharing your wisdom with others., sweet friend.
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Confession: I fall short of God’s standards of love, and I am in need of God’s grace daily.
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