My professor in the subject philosophy and ethics told us that people have an innate to seek for the truth. As I disagree and said that sometimes truth makes us suffer more. My classmates disagree and so my prof too. I'll be talking about what I felt after that scenario. What is truth, and what does it give us. Any realization? Yes I do have. Let's also talk about the 5 stages of grief, loss, problem, or in general moving on