I don't even think I realized it until recently, but I lie a lot, much more than I think is healthy. Part of my job requires me to do so, but I have taken it into other parts of my life. Sometimes I catch myself lying to members of my family and my fiance for no good reason. I think on some level I am afraid of the truth, and in trying to be a perfectionist and the best person I can be, I lie to "paint of picture" of the "perfect" me. I recognize that what I am actually doing is tearing myself apart. I want to stop, but it's difficult, because even if I decide not to make up any new lies, I still have the old lies that I have to maintain. Does anyone have any advice/ideas/or similar experiences to share? Thank you so much for your help.
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