Once a web of lies is spun, the spider forgets the word ‘truth’ ever existed. He actually starts believing his own lies and marketing it really well too. His lie almost turns into the truth. Almost. Just as the transition is about complete, the truth comes out flying like a vacuum and sucks the web off the ceiling. Of course the spider is caught in his own tangle, but hey, he was merciless in the first place, it’s easy for him to get over his own lies. I mean, he always knew it was just that. Again, it’s the victim of the lies, who after suffering from the beginning, is still enduring the pain. First you uncover that, everything was a lie. Like that’s not enough, you want to know the actual truth. You basically want shock treatment right after you’ve just been struck with lightning.
Everything the poor soul respected, upheld, loved, cherished, and believed to be the truth comes shattering down in an instant. There is not much time gap between knowing something to be true and false. It takes just an instant, and an instant is not enough to accept the truth. Not even a week, a month... heck, I don’t think a lifetime is enough. Acceptance of the truth, when I say, again I don’t mean, finally coming terms with the fact that everything was a lie. It’s more the acceptance of the lie itself.
I for one cannot. I don’t want lies in the first place. If you need to bend the truth, don’t have a conversation with me. I prefer silence. If you say, the lie is to make me happy, no thank you. I prefer grief. If you say, it was the situation that made you lie; I think you should have avoided the situation in the first place. If you lied, to impress me, lies doesn’t impress anyone genius. Get a life. If you lied because it’s a habit, please try drinking or smoking instead. They’re comparatively better habits (If you do those too, how about sky-diving then, head first, off a cliff, without a harness?). If you lied because you wanted to experiment, save those for the guinea pigs in the lab please, we’re human. If you lied to save someone else, stop being a martyr, it’s considered your sin, not theirs. If you lied to save YOUR ass, please give my regards to the Devil when you go to hell.
No one likes a long nose. Everyone knows Pinocchio had one because of his incessant lying. Please save everyone the trouble, and be a true man/woman. Don’t be a coward. If you can’t come to terms with your own truth, how can you even expect the other person to? Face it. Speak it. Don’t fear it. Most of the time, how much ever ghastly the truth, if spoken before the planned lie, it is received with arms wide open.
Insecurity, fear of rejection, guilt and over-caution breed lies. That’s where it comes from. Stop feeling insecure. No one’s going to reject you. No one’s going to lose respect for you. A true person is always understood. Those few who cannot understand you, you don’t need anyway. I mean, what kind of retard won’t understand a person who speaks the truth? They need help. Not you. You just need to come clean, and avoid lying.
Another thing which inevitably leads to lying is keeping everyone happy. You can’t. No one can. Come to terms with it. Filter the people who truly matter, the ones who are worth it, who would keep YOU happy. Don’t lie to simultaneous people. Like I said, when the web crumbles, you won’t have a SINGLE happy person left. So the keeping everyone happy didn’t go too well now, did it?
Some people don’t mean to lie. They just withhold important truth. It’s absolutely fine for a while, but procrastination is the recipe for disaster as well. Make sure it’s out before someone else gets to say it for you. Now, if that happens, the wounded is going to uphold the person who was your mouthpiece, and be hurt because you didn’t tell them first. You really DID want to tell them, you meant to, you were just gathering courage, or waiting for the right time. That’s stupid. There is never a RIGHT time to hurt someone. Do it gently, do it fast, get it over with. Yank the band-aid off already. The hurt will heal faster.
Next time you want to escape, save yourself, alter things, please people... the Devil on your shoulder will show you the easy way out. “Lie” he will say, but it just takes a tiny shrug and humungous will power to overthrow him and speak the truth instead. Trust me.
I mean, you don’t want people shoving a whole bottle of Veritaserum down your throat now, do you?