Why Lie?

By an Anonymous Contributor
I am a liar. It’s simple really. I learned a long time ago that telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth got me nothing but pain, misery, hopelessness and depression. These are not a few of my favorite things. Time and time again, I would tell people how I really feel or think and get reamed. No one cares how I feel. They care how I make THEM feel. People don’t want to hear about my problems, fears or concerns. They want me to make them feel good. They want me to be the party guy who dances his ass off, gets all the girls and makes them look good. Weakness is a Darwinian trait. Only the strong survive and strength perceived is strength achieved. If you don’t have it, act like you do. Do it long enough and it becomes truth.

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