We've all lied. You've lied. I've lied. Everyone does. But at what point has a lie gone to far? Here's what I think.
I feel the need to cover three things about liars.
1. Intelligence.
2. Emotions.
3. Confidence.
Intelligence
If you're a smart person, then you'd know one of two two things.
1. Lying gets you nowhere.
or
2. You're smart enough to fix or prevent the things that would be needed to be lied about.
I'm intelligent. But sometimes it's like my brain dies and a lie slips out. But I've never lied to the point of tearing someone apart. I remember in elementary school when the worst lie you could tell was when you'd sit on the playground blushing and saying "no" when someone asked you if you liked your crush. When my crush asked me if I liked him, I said no. And I meant it. Because I didn't like him. I loved him. You can say that you can't love at a young age. But at 15, it's possible. I'll come back to love later though.
Emotions
Emotions are a huge part of lying. Not emotions such as love or hate. Emotions such as regret. I am one of those people that lives by the motto "You can't live regretting living." But I feel like regret and remorse are very confusable. When Person A lies to Person B, neither one of them may be feeling anything unusal. But when Person B discovers the lie, they're most likely to tell Person A. Person A will most likely apologize. But does that mean the feel bad? Probably not. They don't regret the fact that they lied, they regret the fact that they couldn't successfully live the lie.
Confidence
Liars have the lowest self esteem. I'm a bitch. And I accept that. I get it from my mama ;)
No but on a more serious note... I don't understand why people choose to live lies. I'm me and that's how it is. I put up my gaurd alot, but that doesn't mean I'm not me. I feel like if everyone could just be proud of who they are and not worry so much about what everyone else wants them to be, then maybe we'd have a little more honesty in the world.
In Conclusion...
Love isn't about perfection. It isn't about money. It isn't about any of the things that eminem raps about or that Taylor Swift perpetually bitches about. It's about being transparent to your "partner". Also, it's about not expecting perfection from the person you love. Love is about being strong for each other, but being real too. Love isn't about finding the perfect person, it's about finding the one you're willing to look past the imperfections for. It takes a strong, smart and emotionally sound person to be honest in love. But I end with this...
Being a strong person isn't about playing defense. It's about being strong when everyone expects you to fall apart. To stay honest with everyone. Especially those whom you love. I learned today what betrayal feels like. It isn't a stabbing chest pain. It's a slow, torn apart pain. If you're still reading, you're most likely exceptionally bored. So I'll bring this to an end. But saying I love you translates to hundreds of other words, all in very plain simple English. And don't forget that.
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