I remember vividly the first time I became conscious of the emptiness in my marriage. I had spent most of those 37 years in denial – that place we go to when reality is
It was November about 4 years ago – near Christmas but not near enough for me to slow down so I kept pushing myself. There was so much to do! Not just my work but my social life too. There were demands and expectations from people, and things I would normally handle easily, became a real challenge – like saying ‘No’.
Not only that, but
I grew up believing that telling the truth is something we tell another person. But that’s only part of the story.
In reality, the most important person we actually need to tell the truth to is – ourselves.
We lie to ourselves all the time. In my younger days my self-deceptions revolved around my self image. Every time I opened my mouth and started a sentence with “I like to think I am (honest, truthful, reliable, loving or a good friend”), that was my way of trying to look good to myself.