So i feel as though i’ve become a complusive liar since i found out i had depression/anxiety. I’m constantly lying to my friends and family ‘pretending’ im ok and i just feel fake. I’ve even gone one step further and i am now making up people to see and inventing cool places i’ve been to when in actual fact i’m just meeting my therapist instead. Lies are turning me into some sort of monster, who am i anymore? Answer- a pathetic moron thats what…
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Not a monster.
Lies may not be perfect but sometimes you just do not want people to know that you are going through issues.
Not a pathetic moron either.
When you feel comfortable sharing your situation you will do so.
And actually making up events gives you more time without people trying to dig deeper.
Some of those who know you well may suspect deceit.
Still since you are going through so much let honesty come when it is time for you.
I’m doing the same thing. My life has turned into a disaster. My parents don’t understand me. Ever since I was diagnosed they thought and said to me, “You are just being stupid letting this get to you.” I’m not. I lie to everyone every day that I am ok. Or that I had an amazing day. When really life sucks. I came to realize though, that’s lie. Not everyone going to know what you are doing, who your seeing , what your becoming. This is your private life. your Life. My life. Our lives are the same. You are a smart person for not telling your friends. Because not everyone’s trust worthy. So you are not a monster. Your a human. Your yourself.
You aren’t alone. I’m a compulsive liar too. It’s much easier that way. You aren’t a monster. The lies themselves prove your humanity, since they’re part of a protection mechanism. You’re protecting both yourself and others from everything that’s inside, and that’s a very, VERY human thing to do.
You’ll tell other people when the time is right. When I had my first case of depression back in my mid teens, I didn’t tell anyone until 4 or 5 years later, when I felt much better and everything was looking up.
U.N. Owen makes a very good point – don’t push yourself, wait until you’re truly ready to say what you’re really feeling and doing.
Count me as another compulsive liar.
Welcome to the club! Might as well enjoy it, that’s how things are going so go with it. The more your resist and doubt yourself the worse you’ll make yourself feel. Why do that! Go forward with how things are going and make the best of it.
You know how many stories I’ve told people….oy, I pretend to myself all the time…it’s a coping skill. When you judge it, then you put yourself in trouble. This guilt stuff…throw it out the window. You’re only reacting how you think you’re treating others by so called lying to them…you’re all that matters…YOU! Let everyone else look after themselves. YOu’re golden….know it! And this goes for anyone else faking it and telling stories. Hey get creative, have fun with it…let go! What else is there to do? Cheers!
Everybody lies.
This softsoul guy talks a lot of crap. A lot.
Now Baal, we all have our opinions 🙂
You don’t say?
I do my friend I do.
This Baal Zebub doesn’t know who this softsoul guy is!
I hate it when people ask how i am. I know they don’t mean it. I am rarely ok but i play along and say i am.
Or they ask why i was absent for a month. Get out my life! I do not even like telling my counselor things.