I once had a supervisor who seemed to relish in the opportunity to bestow the brutal truth. But, it was more like he told the truth in a brutal way. He actually felt that it qualified him as a “good leader”. He and I were at odds for quite some time, because he was blunt and I am sensitive. I am never one to shy away from correction; I embrace it as a means to become better. But, I struggled to take correction from this particular supervisor because I spent most of our conversations trying not to take offense. I could barely receive his advice because I was trying so hard not to be hurt by it. I was being confronted in such a way that I felt judged and demeaned without being understood or appreciated. With that, I raise the question: Does the truth have to hurt?
