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Prescription = Honesty

I am sure you have heard the saying, "Honesty is the best policy." Why are we often afraid to be honest?

One example that comes to mind is any sort of "product" party a woman gets invited to: jewelry, food, kitchen items, candles. These are your standard parties in which an independent consultant of a product line is invited into a woman's home, the woman invites all of her friends and hosts a party to sell these products to her friends and in return gets "free products" based on sales. Often times I hear people gripe about these parties. It's as if they have already been to them but feel obligated to go because they were invited, and once they get there, they feel obligated to buy something. Why can't a guest just be honest? Say, "No" if you don't want to attend or say, "no" to purchasing something. (Wow is this sounding like an anti-drug campaign? "Say, NO!" and "Just be honest!")

I think women are so trained to "be nice" that we are not honest because we think we know how the other person will react. If a guest is honest (in the above situation) and tells the host, "I don't want to come to your party," the host will often think the guest doesn't like her, doesn't like the products she is selling, or doesn't like the people she invited to the party. I see and hear it all the time and I will admit, I am guilty of doing it.

My confession is from my bachelorette party. My girlfriends and I went to a comedy club and dancing afterwards. It was basically a great girls night out, except I had to wear a tee shirt, tiara/veil and a light up Miss America type sash that said "Outta Control Bachelorette." There were some friends of mine that I would consider "local" that didn't come. (By local, I mean about an hour away). Immediately I started to draw my own conclusions as to why they would not be in attendance. For a while I was somewhat upset, I thought they were good friends of mine and I was disappointed they didn't want to come to my party. But in the end, I've learned to say, it is their loss, not mine. They are the ones that missed out on a great time!

And I am guilty of lying because I didn't want to go to a party but felt I couldn't be honest and say, "I don't want to come." Instead I made up some sort of excuse, such as we had plans, and didn't commit to going.

Why can't we just be truthful? I think it is harder to be truthful because sometimes the truth does hurt. But in the end it is much easier to tell a person, "No, I don't want to" than to make up a story and have to remember it.

So the moral of the story, just be honest, and if a person cannot handle the truth, that's not your problem, it is theirs.