A few days ago, I unknowingly witnessed what seemed to be a betrayal in an acquaintance’s relationship.
This year, I have learned that there are boundaries that I can compromise on and some boundaries that I cannot. The latter of which are deeply rooted to my sense of morality and values.
So as much as I tried to put the incident out of my mind (since it’s none of my business), I could not. And it festered in my mind as I saw the acquaintance. Out of etiquette, I behaved like nothing happened.
Maybe I hate lies. I would rather know about the painful truth than the easily cloaked lies. And perhaps I misinterpreted.
But this is me.