Do You Ever Have To Be Cruel To Be Kind?

In the right measure?

Image courtesy of The Yellow Brick Road

I’m sorry if that song is stuck in your head now, but it’s stuck in mine, so it’s only fair. It came on in the petrol station I was in yesterday, and it got me thinking. My old friend Vikki was one of those women who would just say stuff. She’d say whatever popped into her head, no matter how rude or hurtful it was. And if anyone called her out on it, she’d say, “I just…