
She declared to be a rich girl, living in a big house and enjoying an extravagant life. A father who was a professional physical therapist and a mother who stays at home as a good housewife - bits and pieces that made herself fit for the chosen crowd. She spent every day of her life in pretending and keeping the image she created. All were lies.
But no matter how she tried to keep everything as impeccable as how her words sound, the truth found its way to slip itself out. By the end, she was entrapped by the web of her own lies. A moment of shame that she almost wished the ground would shake, open wide and swallow her whole.
As one of her friends who was exasperated of such attitude, I confronted her. We always wanted to see her free from such extreme lies. With a soft voice, I went straight on every word I could let go, up to a point where I don't even care if I hurt her feelings. We did our part as her friends, she did lend an ear but she needs to do more than just listening. Our efforts were in vain.
Our friendship turned a total wreck. Haven't heard any news about her but I'm still hoping she got a chance to build the broken pieces of truth that could have saved a lot.
I guess this girl has a psychological problem. Too bad...I'm not a psychiatrist...
A lie to be persuasive enough needs to be backed up by another lie, followed by another, and so on and so forth. No man is completely honest, I agree. There are situations where a strand of lie can be a better rope to hold on or cover up a point that will definitely turn to worse. But when it's rampant and start to fester your individuality or harm other feelings, then I guess...you're in trouble.
It tangles as it twist the truth.
I heard a lot, I've seen how lies are orchestrated. They were squeaky-clean...spotless as it may seem and I who had witnessed it now hardly believes.
I can commit honesty, that's easy, but first...convince me more.