Every once in a while, I lie to myself. I say one cookie won’t hurt or so what if I don’t work out today, I’ll work out twice as hard tomorrow. Sometimes the lies are bigger. I did. We all do it. We believe that no one will ever find out what we did or we tell ourselves that we love all our children the same. We think these things, but we know they are not true. The truth always floats to the surface somehow. So the question remains, why do we tell the lies in the first place?
Who exactly are we benefitting when we willfully ignore the truth? That cookie and missed workout will only hurt me in the end, no one else’s hips will be affected, so why not just suck it up and admit it to myself? Could it be that we are ashamed of our own desires or we are afraid to face the truth? The woman who finds a lump in her breast but doesn’t go to the doctor because she does not want to know the truth does not make it go away, far from it in fact.
Lies grow like a cancer within us until we can no longer bear the burden. Better to just admit reality to ourselves and learn to coexist with it. Children do not have to be loved the same to be loved equally. We love different people in different ways, but that does not make one better than the other. Emotions are not measurable commodities that we can control or carefully portion out. Sometimes we just need to have that damn cookie and it’s better to understand what it’s going to do to us so we can prepare for the consequences. Otherwise, we are living in denial and there is no doubt that one day the truth will blindside us. Prepare to accept the truth and learn to make friends with it, because it will stalk you until you do. So regardless if it is a little white lie about not looking fat in those pants or a whopper that could change lives, we need to accept what we do and why.
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