A bit of radical honesty is good, like a wake-up slap. A realistic look at where you, your relation to others and obstacles around you. Too much radical honesty is like slapping yourself, then moving on to slap others. It can get abusive and the ego's excuse to play martyr.
At New Years celebration there was some positive radical honesty of thanks. And it was the glue that binds us. The darker side of radical honesty, I don't feel like sharing mine. Perhaps in the next weekend or two, I'll take out the rocket stove, light it up, take out water and whiskey and open the subject up to a late night chat with some friends.
