I'm making new friends in my classes, and I lie to them more than I want.
It's crazy; I come from a family of bull $#%^, and my old friends were sandbaggers, and my new awesome friends are so honest.
I went over to my new friend's apartment, and, instead of pretending she enjoys her boyfriend of five years, she told my other friend and me how she can't decide if she wants to break up with him or put up with his mean behavior. She then mentioned that she had regrettably cheated on him.
I have never heard someone so honest and blunt before. I totally didn't judge her or think of her as less of a valuable human being for being in a compromising situation and making mistakes, but I've been wondering why I hold myself to a different standard.
I listen to my parents, and all they have to say are shallow criticisms of every person around them. I once sat and listened to only what my father said while watching television to learn why I hate watching TV with him so much. The whole time, he only shouted negative comments about the littlest things: the way characters were dressed, the commercials' rhetoric, and how he didn't like a personality trait of a person on the show. Then he looked down at his phone and started venting about people on social media.
I lie not only because I've been taught to hide my flaws from judgement, but I also learned to lie to pretend I'm a decent person.
What does 'being decent' entail and why should my lifestyle revolve around the arbitrary? This is ridiculous!!