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What would you do?


I'm the type of person who enjoys asking deep and insightful questions.

I like to understand how people think, how their brains work, what their priorities are and why.

I use hypothetical scenarios to get to know people and find out what sort of person they are, and, in part, this helps me to identify whether or not we are likely to be compatible - in any sense of the word.

However, recently I've been pondering a challenging question.

It's one that intrudes my thoughts and monopolizes my brain, whether I'm awake or asleep, working or relaxing. I can't escape it, as much as I try.

But this question fills me with dread.

Each time it invades my brain, a freezing tidal wave crashes over my body, and I'm cold and numb and battered once more. I lose grip of reality, like shifting sand under my feet, and sink into the murky depths of my mind.

And this is happening far too often, to the extent that it's taking over.

So, instead of trying to dismiss it or avoid it, I thought I would face up to the question, and share it...


If there was a possibility,

a 50/50 chance, let's say,

that the person you loved most in this world

did something truly unforgivable...


Something wicked, and evil, and wrong.

Something that would shatter everything you believed and loved about them.

Something that would force you to destroy everything and walk away.

Even if it meant destroying yourself in the process.


Would you want to know about it?

Would you need to find out whether or not it was true?

Would you face the consequences of the answer?


Or would you rather not know?

Would you rather be ignorant to the truth?

Could you live with the constant doubt and unsurety in the back of your mind?


Because the truth could shatter your world into pieces.

It could destroy everything you thought you knew.

Like a sledgehammer to a crystal vase.

You can't put it back together.

And you'll never be the same again.


But not knowing?

That's a slow, constant, gnawing pain.

It will always be there, like cracks under the surface.

Maybe you'll get used to the sensation, or manage the pain, or learn to ignore it.

But the crystal vase is broken, even if you can't see it.


So what would you do?


Thanks for reading, over and out...

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