Do you solemnly swear that you will tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?

In general, we are raised to believe that we must always keep it together. Keep things that are unpleasant to ourselves. Try not to complain... Just suck it up!

It is rare for someone to actually tell you the truth, when asked how they are doing. I mean, what is the standard answer? "I'm fine. I'm good." We have all heard it, and we have all said it.

What would happen if we really said what we were feeling or going through? Would it scare people? Would they not want to be friends anymore? What if it actually made us feel better? I believe that God made us to be compassionate and caring creatures. Most human beings are born with the "want" to nurture relationships. So why, do we deprive others of the opportunity to love, pray, and care for us?

I have to communicate my feelings constantly in order to maintain a healthy mental state. I tend to be short tempered when I am in pain. When I hurt, it causes stress on the whole family because I am in a constant bad mood. I find that if I let them know that "mommy is hurting today", they are more understanding. My husband and kids can't read my mind, and we all know that not all of us "look sick". How can they or any other person be compassionate and loving if we do not share what we are really going through.

Let us share our struggles, so that we as a family and community can pray and support each other during our time of need. Give others the opportunity to be Christlike. Isn't that what we are all called to do anyway?

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