I won’t sit here and pretend that I have never told a lie. But, I have always found it perplexing that in our society being honest is rude and lying is construed as being kind. People lie to themselves to just get through their everyday lives, or to feel better about their past poor choices. Politicians lie to keep or gain a position of power. Companies lie about their products, or their values, to keep making money. And, so on.
I tend to lean towards truth. Brutally so. To a point that some people cannot handle it. When I was 15, I decided I would no longer deny reality just because other people refuse to deal with it. If you lie to someone to save their feelings, and then later on they found out you lied, what happens? You guessed it, they get their feelings hurt anyways, and it is usually worse. So, what does lying really accomplish?
If you are looking to be told things are not as bad as they are, then do not ask me. You will be disappointed. And, if you have some terrible news for me, please don’t spare my feelings by lying. Whether it is something big like I’ve only got two days to live, or if it is something small like my meatloaf sucks. Because, once I find out you were lying, whatever amount of respect I had for you at that point, will quickly start to fade away.