Dancing With His Ghost.

I was naive maybe foolish for believing in you as much as I did. When people ask about you, I don’t know how to describe it really. 

We didn’t date. But we weren’t friends. I knew that much to be true. I knew friends didn’t look at each other the way we did. I knew friends didn’t talk to each other the way we did. Friends didn’t love each other as hard and with as much chaos as we did. Friends didn’t know me to the core of who I was. Something like that took time. Something like that took effort. Something like that took conversations late at night, as our deepest secrets were shared only between us.

There is something about the person who knew you before you figured out who you were yourself. There is something about someone who was such an important character in your past they can’t help but influence the future. There is something about falling in love with someone before you even knew what the words really meant, but you knew enough that this person in this moment means more to you than anyone ever will. There is something about the people who grew with us. The ones who made us who we are. So much so if you dissected parts of yourself and were left with skin and bones, you’d see bits and pieces of certain people there.

He was one of those people.

But we never dated. We never were a couple.

In fact, when I bring up his name most people who knew me back then, didn’t know our history.

It was a history I didn’t know would become one because what felt like days that turned into weeks, turned into months then years. And there we were at a standstill, but going no where. Standing side by side, but never taking a step forward.

They ask how long it went on and sometimes I’m embarrassed to admit I let someone lead me on that long. But the thing about almost relationships is, there isn’t logic to it. There’s just these really intense feelings and things constantly changing. But you almost become addicted to the adrenaline rush.

If you asked me years ago would we end up together? I know there were times I truly believed it. I know there were times where I wanted this narrative to play out in the favor I ignored everyone and everything. Even him sometimes. Because he warned me too. “You’re going to get hurt.”

But the physical relationship didn’t stop there. The emotional relationship continued. And with every day it was like adding fuel to a fire that was only causing self-destruction. But I didn’t want to walk away from it. When you invest as much time and emotion and energy into someone, you want to be right about them. You want it to work out for you.

So you love as hard as you possibly can as if that would have changed things.

But almost relationships aren’t real relationships. They are a figment of what you want it to be. And while you fall in love with the person in front of you, you also fall in love with a fantasy you created in your mind.

The what ifs that seem like they could be a reality if only.

If only they chose you. 

If only they chose you, you’d have a plus one to that wedding, you wanted only to go with them.

If only they chose you, you’d have an extra seat so someone who understands, could endure a family holiday with you.

If only they chose you, you’d have Friday night dates instead of just staring at your phone hoping they’d answer.

If only they chose you, you wouldn’t be at the bar drinking to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.

It’s the “what if” that haunts you most.

What if you were different? 

What if you were prettier?

What if you were more successful?

What if you took that chance when you had it?

What if one day they woke up and realized you’ve always been it?

The “what ifs” you learned to stop believing.

The songs you hear on the radio you stop listening to because the melody replays the past you wish you could forget.

The roads you drive down, you feel like you’ll see their ghost just waiting for you.

Waiting for you to pick up where you left off. Waiting to continue this story that part of you has let go of, but part of you is still in love with.

And you go back to places that used to be yours hoping maybe they are there too.

But then you have to remind yourself, they moved on.

And that hurts like hell because here you are dancing with the ghost of their memory loving someone who isn’t even there. Loving someone you know didn’t deserve you.

Loving someone who hurt you more than anyone could have.

You still look for their ghost in the darkness. You still seek parts of them in others.

The past replays in your mind because you don’t want to forget it.

The past replays in your mind because they are still with you even when you don’t want them to be.

You remember that final goodbye that you didn’t believe would be the end, because how many times did you guys find your way back to each other?

But that final moment was different.

That final moment was the end of an era and the start of you rereading a book you knew the ending to, but didn’t want to believe would become reality.

You reread the past as if doing so would change the future and just when you get to that heart breaking ending, you decide you close the book, not finish the last page but start again. 

Because the words “I met someone” are just a reminder that it was never going to be you.

The words “it’s over” is a reminder that it never actually began.

And trying to explain heartbreak to anyone when it wasn’t really a relationship, to begin with makes you look and feel like a fool.

So instead you stay silent, pretending she doesn’t exist. Pretending someone else isn’t getting the ending you so desperately wanted. Knowing the life you imagined with this person is going to be her reality.

And while she’s dancing with him, you’re dancing with his ghost.


What Is Love?

Sometimes I wonder if I know what love actually is.

Is love only real and validated when you can say you’re in a relationship? 

Is love only real and validated when the person loves you back?

There is no single definition of love.

It comes in many forms.

The love between a parent and child. 

The love between siblings.

The love between friends.

The love in an intimate relationship.

The love you have for people in your inner circle.

When someone says “I love you,” people don’t question is the relationship deep enough that you can say those things? You love who you love and that can come from whoever and be given freely to anyone. 

Whether I know what an accurate definition of love actually is, is up for debate.

Is there a difference between loving someone and falling in love?


Does love fade when you say those words and don’t hear them back, or do they just linger hanging onto to pieces of a broken heart but still present?

Sometimes I wonder if it was love or infatuation. Sometimes I wonder if I made everything up in my head. But how could that be when every time I saw you my heart would physically beat faster? How could that be when my face would get red whenever someone said your name? I couldn’t have made this all up in my head, at least I want to believe that wasn’t the case.

I want to believe I meant it when I said “I loved you.” I want to believe every gesture was in hopes of showing you I cared, not trying to convince you too. I want to believe at least on my end it was real. 

And unconditional love, whether you felt the same way or not.

There is no single definition of what love really is. But if I had to describe it simply, it’s like there wasn’t anyone that made me happier. There wasn’t anyone who made me laugh harder. There wasn’t anyone who made me blush the way you did with subtle compliments. And there wasn’t anyone I would have done more for. I literally would have done anything you asked of me. Gone anywhere at any moments notice. If only you asked.

I looked at you and I truly believed you were one of the best things to have happened in my life. I looked at you in a crowded room and it didn’t matter what attention I was getting. My eyes were locked on you and only you. It was looking at someone and despite their flaws or shortcoming, still I think they are the most beautiful person in the entire world and you wouldn’t change a hair on their head.

To me, love is looking at someone and their presence in your life makes you a better version of yourself. When you can have really hard conversations and still walk away with the respect you have for each other. When you hurt one another and say the wrong things but you still find forgiveness because your life without them wouldn’t be as wonderful if they just walked away. It’s wanting to know everything about someone, just the little things. It’s not being able to go a day without speaking to them because every day with them is the newest best day of your life.

It’s the conversations that last for hours and somehow you never run out of things to say. It’s something happening in your day and wanting to tell them first.

It’s hearing their voice and there is a calmness to whatever type of day you are having. It’s going to bed at night and they are the ones you’re thinking of. It’s waking up and they are your first thought.

Maybe I don’t know what love really is. Because maybe the real definition is when someone loves you back. But that’s only part of it. What if love is caring about someone unconditionally whether they can reciprocate it or not? Caring about someone and putting their happiness above your own. Maybe it’s loving someone and not needing it to be returned because those deep feelings are enough for you.

To find someone who can stimulate all those emotions and form that deep of a connection with is rare. And whatever people may classify as love, I think it’s up to you to define it yourself.

But I think at the end of the day, love is finding someone who simply makes you happy to be alive and values the relationship you do have, whatever that relationship may be.

It’s looking at someone and believing you can do anything because they are there. It’s looking at someone and just being happy they exist. It’s being the best version of yourself because of their influence and what they do give you.

And if you are really lucky, the person you love decides to love you back.

Stay Single Until…

Stay single until you meet a girl who learns to appreciate all you have to give. 

Someone who looks at your kindness and respect not as a sign of weakness, but something to admire.

Stay single until you meet a girl who doesn’t call you clingy when you show her you’re interested.

Someone who won’t put you in the friend zone for it.

But someone who values it and reciprocates it.

Stay single until you meet a girl who has her head on her shoulders.

She has a career. She has goals. She has actual interests that are more than Sunday brunch. 

Someone who knows what she wants and where she’s going.

Stay single until you meet a girl with self-respect and standards.

Someone who doesn’t have to be drunk to be with you and knows when to call it quits.

Stay single until you meet a girl who can take care of herself and isn’t looking for you to do that.

Someone who has their shit together.

Stay single until you meet a girl who loves herself.

And that means taking care of herself physically, emotionally and mentally.

Someone who stands beside you in a room and you think you are the lucky one because she’s so beautiful.

Stay single until you meet someone who is whole by themselves.

Someone who isn’t looking at you to love them to fill some void.

Stay single until you meet someone who is over their ex.

The girl whose vocabulary does not include the word jealous.

Because when you are confident, you aren’t comparing yourself to anyone.

Someone with standards.

The girl who won’t tolerate you canceling last minute. 

The girl who won’t give you the light of day if you disrespect her for a moment.

The girl who doesn’t wait around for you to make up your mind.

Stay single until you meet a girl and you know you have to act fast with or someone else will.

The girl who ends an actual date at the front door, which you respect, but you walk away craving just seeing her again. 

Stay single until you meet a girl you’d proudly introduce to your parents.

Someone who values family and that girl you could see yourself maybe one day building your own family with.

Stay single until you meet a girl who goes out of her way to do things for you.

Not because you aren’t capable, but because she enjoys it.

Stay single until you meet the girl you actually want to listen to.

Someone who spoils you with gestures.

Someone who surprises you.

Someone who makes an effort to show you she cares.

Stay single until you meet a girl who actually wants to make you dinner.

Because it isn’t just about where you take her out to eat or if you pay, but there’s something special about a girl who cares enough to cook for you.

Stay single until you meet a girl who heals any pain you hung onto in the past.

Making you really appreciate how things turned out.

Stay single until you meet a girl who makes you genuinely happy. 

Like you look over at her laying next to you sleeping and there isn’t anyone better.

When you look at her just doing something small like cleaning the dishes or just watching T.V and you think she’s the most beautiful person in the entire world and she’s not even trying.

Stay single until you meet a girl who is your best friend.

Your favorite company.

Someone who has this ability to make you the happiest person, but she has her moments of making you angry too.

Stay single until you meet a girl you can’t stay mad at.

The one who makes you address whatever problem you have and you work through it.

Stay single until you meet the girl who shows you, fighting doesn’t mean it’s over. But something you’ll overcome together.

Stay single until you meet someone who makes you scratch your head as to why she’s still single. 

Someone who suddenly makes you listen to those really corny songs.

Someone who makes you realize what being in love actually means.

Stay single until you find yourself doing really crazy things for her.

Driving hours just to see her for a few.

But regardless of how crazy it may seem to anyone else, it makes sense to you.

Because she’s the one you stay up at night thinking about.

Stay single until you meet a girl who isn’t afraid to say I love you first. 

And you take her hand and slow dance or do anything really cliche that you might have made fun of your friends for, but you get it now.

Stay single until you meet a girl who walks into your life and you can’t let her walk out unless it’s with your hand in hers.

Stay single until you meet a girl who doesn’t make you fear the future.

Someone you want to create a life with.

Stay single until you meet a girl who makes you think twice about the words “I do.”

Until then, stay single.

You Don’t Care About Her.

You don’t care about her if you can be in the same place and ignore her.

You don’t care about her if you can stand next to her looking at her like she’s a stranger. 

And not someone you talk to almost every day.

Not someone who knows you better than every stranger in the room.

Not someone who took the time to get to know you to the core of who you are.

You don’t care about her if you can blatantly disrespect her and not feel bad about it.

Even though she’s done nothing but treat you well all the time.

You don’t care about her if you pick and choose when to answer.

Even though she answers every fucking time.

You don’t care about her if you blow her off and cancel last minute like you do so often.

Even though she’s busier than you and doesn’t have the time.

She makes the time and that’s the difference.

You don’t care about her if you don’t appreciate the fact she’s included you in everything.

Even though the thought has never crossed your mind to invite her somewhere.

You don’t care about her if you are doing something kind to justify mistreatment later.

You don’t care about her if you are just using her.

Physically. If you can take her home and fuck her and leave the next day not feeling even a little bit guilty, you don’t care.

Because you know how she feels about you.

Emotionally. Don’t rely on her as some emotional pillar when things go wrong because when she needs you, you leave.

You don’t care if you’re making her some option when all she’s done is make you a priority and put you first.

Don’t keep hurting her and breaking her heart just because yours isn’t whole. 

Don’t take everything she’s willing to give and walk away with it.

If you don’t actually care about her, don’t touch her. Because everything about your touch leaves her tainted and empty.

If you don’t actually care don’t talk to her like your best friends then treat her badly.

You don’t get to have only an emotional relationship with her.

Don’t treat her like shit just because you know she won’t throw it back at you.

And don’t give her attitude like she’s the crazy one when she’s finally had enough.

When she gets frustrated and confused and starts a fight.

Don’t drop off the radar without explaining why then come waltzing back like it’s nothing.

Because it hurts like hell caring for someone who can’t make up their mind about where you stand.

If you are going to leave, stay gone. 

If you want to stay then put at least half amount of effort in a relationship with her you probably don’t deserve.

Because the moment she stops trying, this ends.

One day she’ll make the choice to stop caring.

And it’ll break her heart to walk away from you and choose to be strangers.

Because the task of unknowing someone who has touched your heart so deeply is impossible. 

But she deserves a love that fills her.

She deserves someone who cares.

And if you can’t be that person, let her find someone who can.

But keeping her in this limbo until you make up your indecisive mind of liking her one minute and hating her the next, it’s not fair.

She’s always deserved more than you. It’s just something both of you guys have yet to realize.

Overcoming A Toxic Relationship.

When they are toxic, goodbye seems like a foreign word as you run in circles with one another. Because it’s never just goodbye when it ends. It’s someone always coming back around. It’s the apology they’ve mastered and forgiving so many times, that even when it pains you whatever they’ve done now, it doesn’t even hurt.

It’s dangerous when someone hurts you so much that the pain they cause doesn’t even faze you anymore. When the disappointments become something to expect. When you make plans being surprised if they actually follow through. When the foundation of your expectations with this person is not a matter of if, but when the other shoe will drop.

When will their personality change from caring about you at one moment and pushing you away the next? Where suddenly whatever has gone wrong in their life, is a result of something you’ve done and the more you try and make it right, the more damage you cause.

You pull them in close and try to love them, but they are emotionally unavailable so you try harder being convinced love is something you should earn. And you think it’s love because you’ve invested so much time and energy and emotions into this thing. 

It’s a whirlwind of chaos and intense emotions you become addicted to. It’s like you don’t even know what a normal relationship is like after them because someone texting you back, someone keeping their word, someone treating you well and not using you becomes foreign to you.

And you try to keep a brave face like it isn’t affecting you as greatly as it is. But with toxic relationships, it destroys you from the inside out. And you don’t even see the lasting effect it has.

It’s your eyes that grow dull with a blank look. 

It’s a heart that is constantly broken.

It’s the words you don’t speak and silence and loneliness become familiar because you’re alone again.

It’s questioning everyone because when the one person you trusted most deceives you, you don’t even know how to build yourself back up after that.

It’s looking at your reflection and you don’t appreciate and love yourself the way you used to simply because the love you gave wasn’t enough for someone.

Because you at your best still fell short of everything they wanted even though you tried so hard to be it.

And you did everything you possibly could, only to lose yourself trying to keep someone who was never going to be yours.

You wanted to believe there was an actual connection there and feelings. 

You wanted to believe in the false promises and the one days.

You wanted to believe every conversation meant as much to you as it did them, and it wasn’t just something to kill time.

Then they became a habit. A part of your everyday routine. Someone who made you look forward to things but someone who also had the ability to ruin your best day.

An ignored text. Walking by you like your a stranger. Saying some snide comment and knowing exactly how to get under your skin.

This person who held you without touch. 

This person who knew exactly what to say and when to say it. There was a moment of promise meeting someone new and moving on, only to get that text or call you’ve never ignored before and you couldn’t seem to now. And they bring you right back to every emotion. They know it. You know it. No matter who you are with, you’re always going to love them more regardless of if they can reciprocate it or not.

And next thing you know, so much time has passed and you’re already in too deep you don’t even know which way to go anymore.

Because part of you wants to let go and move on and be with someone you deserve. Someone who respects you and treats you well, but then the other half of you doesn’t know what will hurt more, letting go or holding onto something like you have for so long. 

It’s believing in someone’s good parts and not seeing them for who they are but rather who they can be and you think with enough time and patience, maybe they’ll be that person.

But they take pieces of you to make themselves whole and you’re the one that’s left empty. 

You think it’s love, but if this is love, all you learn is to fear it and run the other way because it isn’t supposed to hurt this badly.

It’s every careful step you take because they have you walking on eggshells and any wrong move will lead to another fight of screaming and cursing and it being your fault.

With someone who is toxic, you never look at them with confidence but rather overcome with fear of doing the wrong thing.

Anticipating an unfollow or a block or no reason other than they felt like it that day.

It’s the inconsistency of emotions but you should know that isn’t normal. Laughing and smiling and talking every day like your best friends over a few drinks only to ignore you the next week like they don’t know you at all. That isn’t normal.

Picking and choosing when to answer and when they want you isn’t normal. 

Blowing up your news feed after ghosting you isn’t normal.

Saying I love you but then treating you like shit isn’t love and it isn’t normal.

But this person made you think all of these things were normal. This person made you think fucking with you was normal and games were okay.

I won’t tell you to let him go, 

I won’t tell you to not answer his texts.

I won’t tell you that you deserve better.

Because I know you know these things.

What I will tell you is the day you do find the strength to let him go will be the hardest day of your entire life. And the days that turn into weeks and months will hurt too.

There will be times you want to just go back.

But one day when you do begin to heal and realize you’ve always been better off without this person, you’re going to cross paths with them and you’ll finally get the apology you’ve always wanted, you’ll finally get the treatment and respect you’ve always deserved. But by then you won’t need any of it.

Because overcoming a toxic relationship teaches you, you have the ability to beat someone who destroyed you. 

You Hurt Her More Than Ever.

She might smile and laugh every time she sees you. 

She might give you a hug and engage in conversation.

She might answer every time you text her and ask how you are.

She might like everything you post.

And she might appear to be doing fine. 

But you hurt her much more than she will ever lead on.

When she’s looking at you smiling, her heart is breaking more but she’s trying to hide it. 

When she hugs you, her heart is beating faster and she’s hoping you don’t notice.

When she’s talking, there is so much she isn’t saying.

Like I let you closer than anyone and I hate that I regret it.

Like I believed in you and you let me down.

Like I counted on you and all you did was disappoint me.

Like I opened my heart and I was the one made a fool.

Hoping one day you’d be ready.

Waiting. Watching. Hoping.

And when everyone told her to doubt you, she held onto faith.

Every time you canceled, she believed in a second chance.

And every time you hurt her, she thought maybe one day you wouldn’t.

Thinking maybe the confidence she had in you, would one day be met.

Because while she was fumbling through this confusion of how do you feel.

She spelled out how she felt in black and white.

You didn’t think twice about what it took her to be that vulnerable.

Maybe you thought she was like this with everyone.

But she wasn’t.

If anything she was the opposite, because she really didn’t trust too many people.

She really didn’t let too many people in.

She really pulled away anytime someone tried to get to know her.

She really didn’t believe in love, then she started to with you.

Because you were different.

With you she felt safe. 

With you she felt secure.

With you she felt confident.

There was a time where I know it crossed both of your minds wondering how you felt.

And she waited patiently for you to figure it out.

Waiting for a sign or the right moment.

And as she waited, she fell harder and you just let her.

With every deep conversation.

With every text in the morning.
With all the time you spent together.

You were looking at your watch and she was looking at you valuing the moment.

Then she found the courage to say three words she hadn’t said in so long, they almost sounded unfamiliar rolling off her tongue. 

Instead of not saying it back, you let her love you with everything she had but you picked and chose when to reciprocate it.

You picked and chose when you wanted her.

When she was convenient for you.

You weren’t with her when she stood there alone staring at the door hoping you’d walk in as everyone asked where you were.

You weren’t there when she was dressed to a T and the only person she wanted to impress was the only one not there.

You weren’t there as she held back tears getting the text, “he’s here.” As she sat alone in her room because you canceled.

And you weren’t there as a mutual acquaintance told her exactly what you thought of her. At least someone had the decency, to be honest.

So yeah, she might smile and laugh and be polite and respect you in a way you never did her, but you tested her past her breaking point.

You didn’t watch as she was the one to crumble and everyone had to pick up the pieces of the mess you caused.

You didn’t meet her with honesty. You didn’t meet her with respect. You didn’t meet her with kindness.

When you look at someone and see them not for who they are but rather what they can do for you, you lose. 

Because that’s all you saw her as, someone who could get you further than you were. Someone who could help you. Someone who could be exactly what you needed but you picked and chose when.

She didn’t ask much of you, yet she still gave you everything she had.

And once you realized she didn’t have much more, that was it for you.

You lose the love you probably didn’t deserve.

You lose respect she had.

You lose her.

And while she fumbles through confusion analyzing her reflection, questioning what she did wrong, she thinks she lost you.

In reality, losing you will be her greatest gain.

Because to lose someone who loves you unconditionally, regardless of how you treat them, will always be a loss you can never win back once they overcome you. 

Why Do People Lie?


It was Tad Williams who said, “We tell lies when we are afraid… afraid of what we don’t know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger.” People can be so afraid of what might happen if they told the truth. Maybe they have done something wrong and are afraid of the consequences of their actions, so they lie to cover up what they did. As is often said about political scandals: It’s not the crime that gets you in trouble, nearly as much as the cover-up.


Lies are typically motivated by a desire to get other people to either do something or not do something, or to make a decision in the favor of the person doing the lying. Someone might lie to get something they desire such as sex, money, status, power, love, etc.“I realized quickly lustful people know how to get what they want, even if it means lying to you about how they feel.” Probably the word love is used in more lies than any other. How often a guy will say to a girl (or vice versa), “I love you”, simply to get the other person emotionally stirred-up, so they can be more easily manipulated.


Many times, a person will lie because of pride. They use it for nothing more than a tool to create a favorable image of themselves. This leads to exaggeration, which is a form of lying. Often people will create fascinating, yet completely false, stories to improve their image.

Bottom line: We deceive other people because we think it serves our purposes in some way. And it’s easy!

What’s the Big Deal About Lying?

It becomes an addiction.

When you get away with a lie it often drives you to continue your deceptions, and in the process, we ruin relationships, hurt others, lose our integrity, and lose our peace. Truth becomes a feared enemy of the liar. It’s a sick and tragic cycle that doesn’t ever have a happy ending.

Lying may seem simple and harmless at first, but just like any addiction, you’ll soon find yourself trapped and entangled more than you could have ever imagined.

Liars don’t have peace.

Lying is extremely stressful. It causes you to be constantly looking over your shoulder and wondering who might be finding you out. You’re always running through the lies you’ve told in your head, trying to keep track of what you’ve told to which person, and what’s the next lie you need to tell. When you’re honest, you don’t have those worries or the negative consequences of your lies.

“I can say that not lying is a very relaxing way of life.” The fact that you don’t have to worry about remembering old lies or getting in trouble later on when the truth comes out (because it always does) puts a lot more relief in your life. Even when it’s hard, telling the truth always has a better outcome than a bunch of lies.

Tell someone when you lie.

Admitting a lie can make a world of difference, and while it might hurt your pride, it’s far better than being a liar. Even better, confess to the person you lied to and seek their forgiveness. This is humbling, but it will cause you to stop and think before you tell another lie. Someone once said Confession is good for the soul. And it is also good at helping us break bad habits.

It would also be wise to confess your lying before God. After all, He’s heard every lie you’ve ever told. And when you confess, you can also ask God to help you break the habit. The Bible promises God will always show us a way out:

No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.” 1 Corinthians 10:13

God actually has a lot to say about lying in the Bible. Check out these Verses of Hope for Lying.

Be realistic about what you promise to others.

Deliberately broken promises are lies that lead to broken hearts. If you promise to do something and never intend to follow through, that is a lie. Additionally, many lies begin as a way to cover up the fact we can’t possibly do everything we promised we were going to do. Be honest about what you’re capable of doing, admitting to yourself and others your limitations, and you won’t feel a need to lie.

Talk to others about their expectations of you.

If you find yourself lying to cover up how you have fallen short of others expectations of you have a conversation with your parents, friends, or teachers in order to come to an agreement about what is reasonable for them to expect. Don’t sell yourself short. You may not be expecting enough of yourself, but an open discussion to get everyone on the same page is important.

Practice telling the truth.

When you start to feel the urge to lie, stop and think for a moment. Think about what the other person would feel about you if they knew you were lying. Think about how you would feel if people lied to you all the time. And then, as painful as it may seem, tell the truth. The more we tell others the truth, the easier it is to continue to do it. Lying is a bad habit. Telling the truth is a good habit. Work on breaking your bad habit by replacing it with a good one. “It spreads like wildfire when someone is caught lying. Then when the person is actually telling the truth, no one will believe them because they have told so many lies. For the sake of your family, friends, and loved ones, always tell the truth even if you are afraid of the outcome!”

Commit to a life of honesty, at all costs.Commit to a life of honesty, at all costs.

Telling the truth might be horribly uncomfortable for you, but you’re starting to walk down a path of honesty and integrity, turning yourself into the person you desire to be. If you don’t know the answer to a question, don’t lie and make something up. Say, “I don’t know.” The freedom of the truth will be liberating.

Like any Addiction – It’s Not Easy to Stop Lying…But Worth It.

Let’s be honest…it is going to be very difficult to stop lying. “I have learned that when you start lying it is hard to stop. It takes a lot of hard work and determination to get over a habit that has been a big part of your life.”

However, as you wake up to the reality of what you’re saying and doing and put a stop to the lies you are telling, you will soon reap the benefits of living a peaceful life. I promise, if you put forth an effort to stop this toxic and destructive habit right now, you’ll be grateful forever.