I do it. It happens even to me. When someone asks me how I am, I always have a choice, tell them the truth and bring them down, or tell a lil lie, I'm good! I'm not good. I'm in the middle of heartbreak and I'm angry at the forces that be. I mostly say something sarcastic and change the subject to the other party. If I start talking about myself it all bubbles out. I'm not made to be a liar. I've told lies and two days later came clean. I've told big lies and they hurt people and it eats me up inside. I feel pressure in my entire body to say the truth. But there are other humans that lie lie lie. For no reason. To hide themselves. To hide something. The thing about lies, is they all come out. The truth always comes out. It doesn't matter if it's ten years, a lie will unfold itself and come out. So why lie? Why not say the truth? It's hard for some to tell the truth. And I do not understand them. How do they sleep at night living in a lie. How do they get away with it??? I don't. I crumble. A lie comes out and it's worse than just telling the truth. Why not just say complete truth, it can not hurt you. Oh for sure, it will hurt a few, but long run, as soon as it's over, it's out and gone, a lie is a splinter and it gets under your skin. It will fester and at some point explode all over you.
I have no room in my life for liars. I just don't. You can do me wrong in many ways and I'll forgive, but when you lie more than once and over and over, I will let you take yourself out like the trash. There is nothing wrong with the truth. If it's the truth, even if it hurts me, it's just the truth and I can deal with it.
If you have to lie to your partner, then something isn't right. If you have to lie to a friend, something isn't right. Don't hold your own self a prisoner of your own lies.
