In intimate relationships, lying is particularly bad. Even seemingly not so big lies can be huge lies. They can set the groundwork for some bad stuff. Namely, the beginning of the breach of trust. Actually, I guess that goes for any type of relationship, really. And I'm not talking about white lies. I mean, I could have used a white lie once or twice in my life. But, sometimes people enjoy being mean.
My haircut was horrible, I knew it. I didn't need to be told that I looked like my mother. Not that she's an unattractive woman but she is 28 years older than me.
I'm talking about the other stuff. Any stuff. Why do you need to hide from people? What is it that's being hidden? And why? I still like what Mark Twain said, and I think I've quoted it here before. Generally, he said that if you don't lie, you don't need to worry about having a good memory. There couldn't be more truth in that statement. However, more than having to worry about keeping your story straight, what do lies say about your character? How easily can you betray someone's trust in you without it bothering you?
While I think the ideal reason one should not lie is because it's simply wrong to do, if nothing else... please go to my recent blog Betrayed and Betrayer. And reread the last paragraph. Who wants to live like that? Neither trusted or trusting? Not me... though, of course... I have at times. I'd really rather be able to trust my loved ones. Especially romantic loved ones.
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