Grapping with truth.

How does one get to the truth? This question has been bugging me for the longest time now. How indeed can we cut through all the bullshit and distill? Like gas evaporating to leave only a speck, a residue. It seems the only truth I have been able to reach was to say, let me be. Leave me the hell alone so I can savor my space where there is just me and silence. I don't think I have reached my truth by verbalising this. There is something else that needs to be identified and faced. In the mean time. Just let me be. Even for just awhile. Because I have lost my internal compass. And I am desperate to regain it.