Trust the truth

There are times I am certain my heart knows  long before my head is willing to see the truth.  There are other times the exact opposite is true and I am just as certain that my head will see the truth first, long before my heart is willing to accept it.
The one thing both of these scenarios have in common is that when the truth is difficult, I am gifted at ignoring it. I am skilled at not trusting myself.
When it comes to ugly truths, I can hide them, cover them up, pretend it is not happening, lie to others, and myself. I am learning to recognize how and when I do this, but it is always after the fact.
Will I ever be able to see the truth before it creates so much pain?

Will I ever allow myself to trust the truth or is the suspension of truth part of what makes me an artist? (or human?)

"Galileo"  Indigo Girls