I suspected I've been being lied to all along. I'm a smart girl. I may not be very good with algebra or formulas but, basic addition I can handle and I know when 2 + 2 does not equal 4. I have common sense and too many things weren't adding up. Yet coming from someone close to you, you don't want to believe they couldn't tell you the truth...unless they needed to protect someone else, someone worth more to them.
I don't like lies. I don't like them at all. I don't like people who pretend to be something they are not. I don't like silence in place of truth - for that too, in my book, is a lie.
Why do people lie? Why does anyone lie? To save themselves? To shift the blame? To cause trouble? I don't know the answer, maybe there isn't just one. If you know me, you know that I am well read. I will never try to answer a question if I don't have a well researched answer, or the answer is something I know to my core, I like to be informed. I need to know. I don't like to be wrong. It's not because I have to be right but, more that I need to be accurate. I don't like inaccurate information. Yes, I do admit when I am wrong, maybe not right away but, I will. I also am not afraid to say that I do not know or I don't understand. I am not afraid to ask questions or look something up. I frequently visit the dictionary, the Urban Dictionary, news or search engines to understand.
I generally say that I don't lie and maybe that's not all the truth. I try very hard not to lie. I wholeheartedly believe that the truth is always the best option. I believe it's better to make someone cry with truth than to smile with a lie. When asked a direct question, I am a deer in headlights and the truth spills. Do not tell me secrets, do not ask me to help plan your next surprise party, because I will, with ZERO malice or intent, spill the beans!
To be lied to, or lied about just hurts and it's simply not nice. Sadly, for the rest of my life, I'll always wonder if you're telling the truth to or about me. Thanks for ruining my trust in you.
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