When deciding about what to call myself, in the 'Blogging World', I was mindful about, why I wanted to blog in the first place. For many years I was living a life that was an illusion, perpetuated by those I worked for. At Oxfam I had been living a lie and I didn't even know it. Personally I had spent a lifetime, believing what people said to me. I took their comments and statements at face value, I had no reason not to. Of course as time went on, I realised that not everyone told the truth. In fact, most people I had met were born liars. I initially called myself 'The Bare Naked Truth Blogger' and most recently 'The Real Truth Blogger'. It is important for me to tell the truth, as I see it. When you experience the terrible things I did, the absolute truth is all that is required to recover. Even today, I still don't know the actuality, of what happened to me and others at Oxfam. Part of being a blogger, is to finally get veridicality, honesty and fairness, so I can move on with my life.
It does seem that at Oxfam at least, unjust treatment of others is alive and kicking. I still hear bits of information, about an organisation, where credibility continues to crumble, through deception and deceit. Good Managers continue to resign, complain and ask for direction, where there is none. Frankness, openness and explanation, would go a long way to solve these organisational problems.
Today, truism and the continued search for factuality is the most important aim or goal in my life. I hate and detest liars, people who hide facts and those who seek to deceive! I have seen and suffered first hand, from some terrible individuals. I never expected, that moving to Spain would be the answer to all my problems and would eliminate such people from my life; I am not that naive, but I have been pleasantly surprised by those I have met and formed bonds with here. There are those that tell untruths, of course. I learn every day how to tell a liar, but it does seem that this particular group of people, expats and friends are not like those I left behind. There is a willingness to help others, in my new home, that I haven't experienced since the 1990s, in the UK. The residents are a lot more honest with far more sincerity, compared to what I have been used to in recent times.
That doesn't mean I have not come across opportunists and manipulators, liars and storytellers, because I have. There are those living here, who obviously came from more dubious circumstances. Not many, I have to say, a very small proportion, but like anywhere, they are here, trying to get out of people as much as they can and preying on those more vulnerable than themselves. That I have seen first hand! Of course I continue to give advice to those I know, who are close and hope, they at least listen to what I have to say. After all, I have been at the other end of rumour, falsehood and suggestion in the past and really have learned from it.
It is very difficult to impose one's views on anyone. If I had taken notice of all those who had given me advice, I would probably be in an even worse position than I am now; but it is still important to have a voice and offer an opinion, especially when you understand yourself to be correct. Speak loudly; the noisiest you have ever bellowed, in order to get the facts across. If you don't and allow a situation, that you believe to be wrong, to continue, you are as guilty as those who have caused the pain in the first place. One should always have the courage of one's own convictions, even if one does turn out to be wrong. Sometimes, you just have to speak up, as in the case Oxfam, a friend in need or in an official capacity; if you don't the guilt and responsibility is all yours.
I am indeed opinionated; I bite my tongue too much, especially these days. I am also older, wiser and been through far more than anyone could ever imagine. For those reasons alone, people I care about should listen, before it is too late. I have no reason to explain this entry any further, but those who are referenced within this text, will understand who they are, who I am talking about and what they need to do. As individuals, we can't continue forever, picking up other people's pieces, especially when one has one's own life to repair, so I am hopeful that ears are listening and eyes are wide open, so catastrophe can be avoided!
It does seem that at Oxfam at least, unjust treatment of others is alive and kicking. I still hear bits of information, about an organisation, where credibility continues to crumble, through deception and deceit. Good Managers continue to resign, complain and ask for direction, where there is none. Frankness, openness and explanation, would go a long way to solve these organisational problems.
Today, truism and the continued search for factuality is the most important aim or goal in my life. I hate and detest liars, people who hide facts and those who seek to deceive! I have seen and suffered first hand, from some terrible individuals. I never expected, that moving to Spain would be the answer to all my problems and would eliminate such people from my life; I am not that naive, but I have been pleasantly surprised by those I have met and formed bonds with here. There are those that tell untruths, of course. I learn every day how to tell a liar, but it does seem that this particular group of people, expats and friends are not like those I left behind. There is a willingness to help others, in my new home, that I haven't experienced since the 1990s, in the UK. The residents are a lot more honest with far more sincerity, compared to what I have been used to in recent times.
That doesn't mean I have not come across opportunists and manipulators, liars and storytellers, because I have. There are those living here, who obviously came from more dubious circumstances. Not many, I have to say, a very small proportion, but like anywhere, they are here, trying to get out of people as much as they can and preying on those more vulnerable than themselves. That I have seen first hand! Of course I continue to give advice to those I know, who are close and hope, they at least listen to what I have to say. After all, I have been at the other end of rumour, falsehood and suggestion in the past and really have learned from it.
It is very difficult to impose one's views on anyone. If I had taken notice of all those who had given me advice, I would probably be in an even worse position than I am now; but it is still important to have a voice and offer an opinion, especially when you understand yourself to be correct. Speak loudly; the noisiest you have ever bellowed, in order to get the facts across. If you don't and allow a situation, that you believe to be wrong, to continue, you are as guilty as those who have caused the pain in the first place. One should always have the courage of one's own convictions, even if one does turn out to be wrong. Sometimes, you just have to speak up, as in the case Oxfam, a friend in need or in an official capacity; if you don't the guilt and responsibility is all yours.
I am indeed opinionated; I bite my tongue too much, especially these days. I am also older, wiser and been through far more than anyone could ever imagine. For those reasons alone, people I care about should listen, before it is too late. I have no reason to explain this entry any further, but those who are referenced within this text, will understand who they are, who I am talking about and what they need to do. As individuals, we can't continue forever, picking up other people's pieces, especially when one has one's own life to repair, so I am hopeful that ears are listening and eyes are wide open, so catastrophe can be avoided!
