my journey with truth


After a really difficult experience in telling the truth to a friend this past January, I decided to take on truth-telling for Lent.  People would ask what I was giving up (and in the end I also tried to sustain green habits through the awesome Duke Divinity School student organization Creation Matters), and they’d look at me like I was crazy when I said I was giving up lying in order to tell the truth.  But it was a pretty big deal for me – and not because usually I’m a big fat liar or pathological about it or anything.

See, I’m a people-pleaser, for one thing.  And thanks to my friend, Heather, I have a better understanding of my ENFJ Myers-Briggs personality type.  It freaked me out to read (to confront) the truth about myself that “ENFJs have definite values and opinions,” but “when faced with a conflict between a strongly-held value and serving another person’s need, they are highly likely to value the other person’s needs.”  In other words, there are times ENFJs give in on things which are important to us because we want the other person to be happy.  And it’s a terribly conflicted way to live, ultimately.

So since the terrible fight with my good friend, which was a big lesson in needing to tell the truth even when it is scary and the other person might not like you or want to be your friend anymore, and since having a website be able to reveal a deep truth about myself, I’ve been really trying to live into telling the truth.  Instead of avoiding conflict with others, I’m finally trying to avoid the internal conflict I feel when I don’t quite say what I think or feel or hide who I am in order to make sure the other person is happy and still likes me.  Crazy, right?

The more I’ve talked about it with friends and colleagues, the more I’ve realized how great my journey with truth has been so far and how much I like sharing about it truthfully with others (and how much that keeps me truthy, too).  So welcome to my journey with truth. (First post)

My name is Lizzie Wright.  I am a student at Duke Divinity School.  I work 4 different places this semester.  I am a sorority girl, and I am a feminist.  I am a Texan, and I vote blue.  I know the difference between Miles and Coltrane, and I sing Kelly Clarkson at the top of my lungs.  I believe in God and Jesus and everything still, and I don’t believe in judging people (except maybe for their fashion choices… just kidding.  Sort of).  I hate reality TV, and I’m addicted to America’s Next Top Model.  I like to think these things about me are not actually contradictions, except maybe the whole ANTM thing.

And for each new entry, a new truth about me:

I am a closeted Lord of the Rings fan.  I have freckles on my knees.  I own over 50 pairs of shoes.  My life would end without post-its.  I think sunflowers are invigorating.  I am called the cat-whisperer by my sister, but I am neither a cat nor dog person – I am both.  I am a vegetarian who secretly loves meat.  I’ve read the intro/spirit animal discernment thing in the book Animal Speak and my spirit animal is the Moose – I was not expecting this but the character description actually fits quite well.  I prefer darker beers and tend to feel like all the lighter ones taste the same – I know full well this doesn’t make me a beer snob but rather a beer dummy.  I do not like sour apple flavored candies, but Granny Smith apples are my favorite kind.  I love 50’s and 60’s oldies – “Baby Love” may be my favorite.  I spent a good portion of childhood seriously hoping to become an astronaut – I received 2 copies of Apollo 13 for my 10th birthday and I kept them both.  I know all the words to “Gangstas Paradise.”  I hate spiders and have no patience for those who attempt to relocate them instead of smashing their evil evil little hopes with a shoe.  I don’t really like the color orange at all (unless it is burnt, of course).  My favorite Gospel is John – he kicks MM&L’s butts bigtime when it comes to symbolism and style.  I don’t really like self-flushing toilets for some reason.  I have always wanted a pet goat.  I have never been real camping, only for basketball tickets or in cabins with basically real bathrooms.  I think it’s rude to not make eye contact or say hey or some sort of acknowledgment of the other person when passing someone on the sidewalk (not in crowds, obviously).  I used to lie about playing soccer.  My first kiss was when I was 17 after seeing the movie “Zoolander.”  I saw Zoolander three times in three days in the theater its opening weekend.  I play piano.  I basically either take a 7-minute shower or a 23-minute shower, and I don’t really understand why there is no inbetween for me.  I hit 3 possums in the first 3 months of having my driver’s license.  I like working out mostly for the stretching part at the end, which is partly why I like yoga so much.  I believe in the Oxford comma.  I don’t drink out of the milk carton, I drink out of the orange juice jug and I don’t care if you judge me for it.


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  • myjourneywithtruth: i had it in my office at my internship in Corpus Christi two summers ago. ellen davis is brilliant and glows with an aura of holy.
  • amy h: i love this quote. i think i may need it hanging on my wall where i'll see it daily. perhaps in front of the toilet? by the door? bedside table? i'll
  • chaz: That post made me really sad too. Mostly because I want to take young Lizzie by the shoulders and shake her (gently?) into sublime realization that sh


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