I don't know if I've ever made anybody cry by telling the truth. I do know that it changed many things around my life when I was in primary school.
The first time that I doubted this advice of "telling the truth" involved answering a question.
When I was twelve years old, a school friend asked me if I was her best friend. Truthfully, I didn't know the meaning of best friend then. I just knew in my heart that she was a good friend and that was it. She insisted that I answer and I told her the truth. I said, "No, you're a good friend". In turn, I asked her if I was her best friend and she said, "Yes".
However, I was no longer her best friend after I told her the truth. We drifted apart and after a bit, we even stopped talking. I have wondered about this many times. Had I lied would it have changed the course of my life? Would it have cost me anything to have said that she was my best friend when she wasn't?
I have often wondered about her and where she is today. Maybe she won't even remember this incident. Maybe it no longer matters to her that I said what she didn't like to hear. But maybe she wonders about me and where I am today, as well. I will never know.
Although I never gave it too much thought, the fact that telling the truth didn't work out so well taught me a lesson I will never forget.
Not everybody will appreciate it when you tell the truth.