Defining Moments

My defining moment was the moment I took a good look at myself and was disappointed with what I saw. The moment I knew I had been lying to myself for 53 years about my life and what defines me. I really don't know what defines me. I say I know what my values are, for instance, truth is a big one for me but how many times have I told a little white lie to avoid conflict or discomfort in my life? Too many times to count and I am not at all proud of that. And that's just one of the many examples I could use. Don't get me wrong, my intentions are good. But untruth is a lie any way you look at it. And that is not the person I want to be. So here's the deal. First I'm going to analyse my values and define myself by those values. I know it may involve some (actually a lot) of discomfort on my part but I will prevail. My first defining value is truth. I need to put on my big girl panties and deal with rigourous honesty. No matter how uncomfortable that makes me. Period.