Lisa Frank & Zodiacs

I need to leave for a concert in twenty minutes. Doors open in twenty minutes. Usually, I would be early in line. Today, I want to melt into the back of the crowd. I don’t care where I am as long as I can see.

I would always rather be told something, and it hurt, than not be told at all. I guess that’s what happened when I was uninvited. I was told rather than suffer the awkwardness. The unwanted tension. I wasn’t mad at the messenger, I am mad at the aftermath. No one has been honest with me since. Everything is ignored or deflected or diffused or omitted. I hate lies by omission.

Omission is the greatest sin. It is deceitful and underhanded and insidious. The liar tells their gut they are absolved. Why did they need to know?

I thought you knew loyalty was honesty. Allegiance, in my law, is honesty. Unfortunately, you have to choose to be honest and choose your allegiances.

I asked my mom, when do I grow out of this?

Doors are open at the concert now. I think mine are closed.