the effects of small white lies
The lies we tell are a reflection of how we view things.
I have a confession to make: I am a liar.
Yes, I lie. I catch myself preparing to lie.
Last night, I told myself I would wake up at 5AM, journal, and workout by 7AM; instead, I slept in until 10AM, and did nothing productive for the entire day.
On December 31, 2020 at 11:59PM, I told myself I would be more active, read more, and spend quality time with my family.
January 1st: I spent the day eating leftovers, scrolling through social media, and ignoring those around me.
February 9th: I told myself I would hang out with my friends, eat healthy, and be productive. Instead, I stayed in, ate grilled cheese sandwiches, and watched Supernatural for the 100th time.
The cycle of these lies is exhausting. I’m not physically tired, but I am drained from lying to myself about doing things I know I won’t do.
This cycle has gotten so bad that I waste time making to-do lists, marking my calendars, writing down goals, and buying journals and books.
Once the motivation high cools off, everything sits on my shelf, never to be opened or read again.
In the end: the to-do list is never checked off, calendar isn’t looked at, and money is wasted on journals that’ll never be written in.
Here are a few things my lies have taught me.
1. No one cares.
As harsh as it may sound, no one cares. No one cares that you procrastinate. No one cares that you continue to push your dreams off. And no one cares if you’re addicted to social media. At the end of the day, if it’s not affecting anyone directly, they could care less about anything you’re doing.
2. You’re lying to yourself.
The sad reality; we choose to be honest with everyone but ourselves. We know the truth but choose to not accept it. Sad.
At the end of the day, our lies are a reflection of how we view things. Lie wisely, or only lie if it benefits you in some way.
