When someone dares to tell you your truth

Sometimes it hurts when someone you almost do not know tells you without any taboo what (s)he thinks about you... somethings you know but that you do not especially wanna hear about. From a conversation I had yesterday with one of my roommates and work colleagues, I know that I'm:

- "a whore". Because I have this particular "weakness" that is that I wanna be appreciated by a maximum of person, some people perceive my birthing friendship with other people as a betrayal. As a consequence, I'm an emotional whore.

- "a hypocrite". In the sale spirit than the whore, I'm a hypocrite because I get along with someone who's not appreciated. In this kind of situation, the lightest move is thought as a proof of complicity with the hated on.

- "easily influenced". That is, I've no personality of my own. This one was maybe the hardest one to hear...

While some of these remarks were partly true (I also have my defaults, I'm far from being perfect), to hear that from people who pretend to love U is quite hard, because you do not manage to hate them for that. You just wonder whether this is true or false. And in which proportion...

I'm still wondering...