Right is wrong

I was talking with my husband about a conversation I had with another mother. I was feeling awkward about it so I wanted to sound it out with him. I had not slandered anyone or said hateful things, I had only expressed the truth about an issue. The truth did not land favorably with the mother and I was wishing I could recall the words. Sound familiar? As I was discussing this with Bo, my husband, he quoted a Harry Truman saying, something that had evolved from him being called "give him hell Harry." Well, he went on to tell me how the reporters quizzed Harry Truman on being called this. Harry responded with (this isn't perfectly quoted of course) "well I don't really give people hell I just tell the truth and it seems like hell." Wow! What do I want to be? Many people cannot live on the plain, hard truth. This applies to me as well. Why is that? What has caused human nature to be so offended by the truth? I teach my children never to lie, be what they are and we adults are slapped in the face with the truth. What do I need to be honest about with myself? I am high strung, spend too money, loud, bossy, overbearing, opinionated, emotional, judgmental and talk too much. Why am I this way? Because I choose this behavior. Yes, I want to stand up for what is right but there is a wrong way to be right. When I am dead and gone, what will I have left behind? What will my billboard of life say about me? Harry Truman was considered a strong man. He made tough decisions. People agreed and disagreed about them. The truth is within me and I must live it, show it, be it, and make no excuses for me. Is our truth someone else's hell?