It's happened to all of us - the moment after you hear some bad news when you want to go curl up in a corner. The few seconds of dread that linger after hearing the angst in someone's voice after they tell you that there's is something they need to tell you. Then there is the aftermath, the confusion, the sadness, the anger, the emotion. All of these things are so unwelcome and unwanted, yet you got it anyway.
So maybe ignorance really is bliss.
It's in these moments when you wish that you'd never heard what you heard. It's these moments when you'd rather not know the truth and save yourself the pain that came with it. One minute you're on top of the world, and the next, it gets yanked right out from under you. Sure, it was the right thing to do, and sure you deserved to know, but if you were happy not knowing, then is it really necessary? Is it better to know the truth? Or to go on ignorant and naive, but happy and content?
What you don't know won't hurt you...or will it?
"Some things, however, are true no matter how hard you might try to block them out, and a lie is always a lie, no matter how prettily told. Some doors, once they're opened, can never be closed again, just as some trust, once it's been lost, can never be won back." -Alice Hoffman, Blue Diary
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