Whilst we roam around our world, questions arise about how well we know each individual we encounter and think we know already. Families, work colleagues, house mates, partners, friends and siblings all hold out at a life, whilst they stride through their everyday routines and aspirations.
What would happen if one of those members sprung a truth you did not realise about them which could change one's outlook, perspective, thought process and view of that person? Would it change the values of people? Would you dare to push for the truth? Would it change the trajectory of one's life if a truth were to be told? Should we dare to open old wounds for the sake of others or even oneself? Would it be better or worse to know the truth?