No pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the vantage-ground of truth.

There is a particular relief in seeing a thing as it actually is, even when what it actually is happens to be bad. Confusion is exhausting in a way that bad news is not; a person who finally knows the diagnosis, the number, the real reason someone left, usually stops burning energy in every direction. Standing on what is true is steadier than standing on what you hoped.

Pick the thing you have been not quite looking at and find out the actual state of it this week. Open the statement, ask the question, read the report, and let the discomfort of knowing replace the larger discomfort of not knowing.