Why Does The Truth Hurt Novels & Stories

Sometimes a truth makes someone more devastated because they know a truth. *****

There is a phrase that claims that the truth always hurts. No one wants to hear the truth, no one wants to accept it or confirm it. The reason the bullies always have the upper hand is because they are willing to address the truth, they didn’t care about what the society is ashamed of or is willing to go to multiple extents to ide.

"The way we went about all of it. The exposure, the testimony, the book." "Not for a single moment," he said immediately, without the pause that qualified hesitation. "Truth is never regretful. It is painful, sometimes. It is costly, sometimes. But it liberates in ways that nothing else can. You know that. You are sitting in the evidence of it right now."

“You want to track him now?” “Yes.” “Rae, you can’t keep doing this.” “I’m not doing this for him,” I said. “I’m doing it for me.” She studied me, quiet for a moment. “Then tell me what you’re hoping to find.” “Truth,” I said. “And if the truth hurts?” “It already does.” Mara sighed and sat back. “You know, most people run from pain.” “I tried that,” I said. “It didn’t work.”

She could just see right through me. "I... I can't tell you," "Why not?" "Because the truth will hurt people," I sighed loudly and turned around, focusing my eyes on the track to the cliff top. "Will it hurt more than the lies you've told me?" Her words brought a lump to my throat. My feet stopped moving involuntarily. Although I couldn't see her face, her voice held so much sadness in it, it broke me. “I know you lied when you said what we had meant nothing,” she said again. “I know that’s a lie…”

Hellem hiccuped, trying to scour away the tears from her eyes. “Ooh, no, Hellen! I am being pretty fair here by stating facts. It is not my fault that you are a victim of the phrase the truth hurts.” Ejay added more salt to the injury. “The only truth that you want to cling to, Ejay,. Because you want to paint me black and prove yourself right. You wouldn’t be here if it were not for me!” Hellen fired back.

Ethan’s words echoed louder than any accusation ever could. You keep fighting everyone’s battles but your own. For the first time, I didn’t know how to argue with that. And somewhere deep inside me, I realized something terrifying: The truth doesn’t just hurt. It rearranges everything.

“It wasn’t working for me. You and me. I wasn’t happy, so I left.” “Bullshit!” He slams his glass down on the table so hard that I’m surprised it doesn’t break. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Evie. You owe me the truth. The least you owe me is that.” The truth is a hard thing. He might think he wants the truth, but honestly, if he has it, I think he’d realize he never wanted it. The truth can hurt, and this one would hurt him like a motherfucker.

Her feet seemed to be stuck on the floor she was standing on while her eyes lingered at Kraius' mad expression. She couldn't even manage to blink, and as she watched Kraius holding Dos' little hand, she realized that she couldn't deny it anymore. She couldn't prolong the truth from reaching him. The woman was hurt by the fact that after all of the suffering she had gone through, in the end, she's still lost. That after trying her best to hide through the past years, it couldn't erase the truth. For truth is like a smoke; it will find its way out and it couldn't be trapped.

My reason to survive. “I’m crying,” I said slowly, choosing my words carefully, “because the truth is painful. And because your father hurt me very badly before.” Gary leaned back a little to look at my face. “Did he hurt you like Uncle Dwayne protects us now?” he asked, confused. I shook my head quickly. “No. Not like that. He never hurt me physically. But words can hurt too, Gary. Sometimes… they hurt even more.” I wiped my tears and sat beside him on the bed. I knew if I started this, I had to finish. He deserved the truth, even if it was ugly.