It was my new trimester goal to lie less. For the most part, I’ve been pretty successful at it. One month into the semester, and I have really cut down. It kind of feels like breaking an addiction, so sometimes I really feel like I’m going through lie withdrawals. I’ve been really pleased with my success. I’ve even told the truth about things that I hate telling the truth about, so I’ve been quite satisfied.
Unfortunately, though, I told a lie yesterday. I’ve been stressing over it all day and night since, so I’ve decided to write this in an attempt to sort out of my feelings and to hold myself accountable. I’m not going to tell the lie on here because it is too personal and I just don’t really want to. Its not even that juicy, so don’t feel intrigued or anything. In fact, if I told the person I lied to that I had lied, he’d probably just laugh and told me it was the most ridiculous lie he’d ever heard. I have no idea why I did it. Part of it was because I thought of a funny story and I wanted it to be true, and part of it was because I was just embarrassed. I can’t really rationalize or excuse it, though, hence the no lying goal. Basically, I just really want to break this habit, so I’m going to start writing a confession every time I do it. My logic is that it will be therapeutic and will also serve as a deterrent effect form lying and will help me accomplish my goal.
So, hopefully this will make me one post closer to quitting my lying addiction.