Caught in the crevice between honesty and kindness. Thought I might deliver you from your social blindness. How can I be the one to heal you and yet harm you? Hurt you and then calm you? Shall I step forward, the sacrificial lamb? Will you reject me for being who I am? An honest creature, a bit of a preacher, hoping to teach you, reach you, beseech you… To look inside yourself. Caught in the crevice between a rock and a hard place. Do I speak out or silently save face?