Can I borrow a cup of sugarcoating?

I have been thinking these past few days about sugarcoating. Nah. Not cakes, sorry to say. Sugarcoating issues. And it is starting to bug me.

There are two kinds of people. Ones who sugarcoat everything just to be the nice guy at the end and to make you believe you are sooooooooooo misunderstood (sorry, puking here) and that they are the ONE person in the whole wide world that understands you. The others, that tells you straight up what I feel if you decide to ask. Period. You ask, we talk, you swallow. Like it or not, I do this as a friend, as a coworker, as a daughter, as a human being. I will bluntly say the truth at you. If you ask. If not, I will just shut up and keep it to myself.

Some dickwads don't, and that's fine with them. If you are dumb enough to sugarcoat what you say, think or act just because you care about the person you are talking to, you are creating a problem which in time will bite that poor person in the ass. Little by little you are making a comfort zone where they expect to hear how right they are about issues, when in fact there might be another route to travel. It is your duty to say what you think and hope for the better, because at least you are being honest and, most of all, you are doing it because you care about that person.

So, no sugarcoating from me, sorry. There are other boob carriers out there that will gladly agree with you at your command. I am, definitively, not one of them.

Bookaya.