My friend had reached her breaking point in her ongoing custody case that she decided to take matters into her own hands.
The photo became the topic of the day on a local radio station. Many people weighed in, some flat out accusing her of being a deadbeat mom, just looking for her handout. While I know that couldn’t be further from the truth, people were more content to believe the idea that my friend was the devil as opposed to the reality.
It’s funny how people will automatically distort the truth because it’s easier to be justified in their own rage, instead of having to admit that their perception is skewed. They can’t see the facts in front of them because their judgment is clouded by their own desire to believe the good in people who don’t deserve it. We don’t want to believe that the person that we think is great only has our back because they’re looking for a place to stick the knife, we’d rather hide from the facts that we know because the subterfuge is easier.
However, the neat thing about the truth is that it always comes out. Always. My friend will be validated in a court of law. Eventually, the truth of a situation will be exposed & the parties who lie will be left explaining. But that’s the thing about the truth; it can’t be hidden. Sometimes it comes out by way of a sign on the lawn. Other times with facts. But much like love, it can’t be stopped.