The TRUTH, just for once.

“You’re a liar.”  The thoughts rang through my mind over and over and over.   “How can I TRUST you?” Has everything in the past been a lie?  Over and over I think of all the excuses/explanations for all the “Something came up” stories. Was I just a fool to believe in you?

 

I may have mentioned in the past that I HATE confrontation.  Oh, don’t get me wrong. I am very good at it. I have a cat, so I can stare down anyone.  I have been told I am passive aggressive. I don’t stab people in the back. I cut them down to their face, … nicely, in the form of a blog. Sometimes I will just be so angry with someone, that I will just simply cut them out all together.  And then we are just done.  No hateful words.  No angry emotional regrets.  I am just done.  I have had people in the past finally figure out that I was no longer talking with him/her.  Literally a year might have gone by, good friend huh? My favorite line, “Oh that’s right your phone is still broke and it doesn’t dial out anymore.” I can count on two hands the number of friends/people who I just stopped talking with.

 

There are some things that I can deal with, and then there are others that enough is enough. Lying is one of them. Misunderstandings can turn into lies.  Not telling the WHOLE story and giving me that “technically” angle doesn’t go over well either. It is even worse when the person caught, continues to lie and act like they didn’t do or say whatever it was.  Sometimes I think that I just need to cool off.  If I talk with someone and I am still angry, then hurtful, malicious words will come out.  Grandma always said if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. And that was the last thing she ever said to me.

 

Just kidding.

 

We all know that words have power.  Power to heal.  Power to hurt.  “Choose your words carefully, … they may be your last.  At least to me that is.”   I laugh anytime someone says I have to have the last word. Oh how far from the TRUTH that is.

Some people lie so often, so much, that they can’t tell the difference of what is right and what is wrong.  I find this so true with my students. Where do people learn this type of behavior? Who says it is okay? When do children first figure out that they can tell a lie and get away with it?  An ex BFF of mine said, “My kids don’t lie to me.” I laughed and said, “Then you’re lying to yourself. Every kid lies to their parent and you are in denial that they would do that to you.  Your relationship is NOT that rock solid. Sorry.”  A year later she found her kid lying to her over something stupid.  I laughed and said, “Told you so.”

 

I used to give people the 3 strikes rule.  But I ruled that out. Why on earth would I willingly allow someone to betray me THREE times before I figure out they are not good for me?   Who is lying to whom then?  Is it me trying to convince and lie to myself that the person is a good friend, when in reality, … it was “just” a friend.

Veritas.