Truth Can Kill Too.

Well, I want to believe a lot of us are a victim of this, we've one time or the other tell a white lie, and we've one time or the other been told one too...

But then, what do we mean by a white lie, a white lie is one told to avoid hurting someone's feelings. Meaning a white lie is usually told with good intentions and not with the sim of hurting the feelings of others. But like its name goes... white lie. It means it is not the truth either.

And like I said earlier, either knowingly or unknowingly, we all have told a white lie at a time or the other. I'm also saying I've told a white lie countless number of times too. There are times it goes well and did what's intended for it to, other times it didn't. But even when I tell it and it does what I intend for it to, I still kind of feel a bit somehow about it...maybe because I know what I did and said is not entirely the truth.

Now, I don't think a white lie is bad, reason is because certain situations will require you to withhold the actual truth. There are some truth that you cannot tell directly to the person involved because it will be too heavy for them to carry. And I would love to cite an instance of this....

Its almost two years now when I lost a very close friend of mine, before his death he was sick, and was admitted in the hospital for weeks. I wa every close to his family so I'd go there always to check on him, or even to allow his mum go and rest while I stay with him. So, one day the doctor asked that I come together with his mum, the doctor said he's not sure his mum will be able to handle what he's about to say, but he needed to tell them, so they can be prepared.

In short, he broke the a sad news that their son, which is my own friend have less than 3days to live, that there's nothing they can do about it. The woman indeed couldn't hold it in, she shouted and had to be taken out. They didn't even allow her see her son for the rest of that day because the message, the fear and all is written all over her face....

Now, here's where the white lie came in, I stood with my friend for the rest of that day, I kept calm, feigned, and acted like everything was alright. And as if he knew something happened, he asked me what the doctor that called us in said, he asked if everything was okay and how long they said his recovery will take. At that moment, I almost cried. If it was his mother that was there then, I'm sure there's no way she would be able to hold back her tears.

I took my time to calm myself down before responding to him, because tell me what good it will be for me to tell him he's having less than 3 days to live, how will he feel about it, such a truth could even make him go into shock kill him before that three days.

"Bro, everything will be fine, trust me you will soon be back on your feet." I said it in a funny way and he smiled, that was how I quickly switched the topic into another thing. Even though it was a lie, obviously he won't have the opportunity of being on his feet anymore, still I didn't regret telling him that. What he needs at that moment is to have his loved ones come around so he will enjoy his last moments on earth. He just needs to enjoy the rest of his numbered days, that I know, and I as well know he won't even want to hear such a hurtful or hurting truth from me.

But then, even though the intention of white lie is not to cause harm, we should endeavor to tell the truth when necessary too. Telling white lies shouldn't become a habit.

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