‘You won’t love me if I tell you the truth about me’.
‘I can’t love you if you don’t.’
I can’t remember the first lie I ever told. I can’t remember how I learned it, or the exact moment the idea came into my head to choose to construct a little fiction instead of telling the truth. I’m certain I knew I was about to get into trouble for something I’d done, and that punishment was one I wanted to avoid at all costs. Continue reading
Have you ever noticed how often it’s the people who declare unfaltering honesty who have the most practice telling half-truths?
And how the people who deliberately pick at the faults of others to shame them are the same people who haven’t yet learned to accept their own shortcomings? Continue reading
I have been cleaning out my home office lately. This is my fifth attempt and it was going okay until I unearthed some old notebooks that I had put in a ‘to look at later and then possibly discard’ pile. Some were from high-school, a couple were from my university days and one was from … Continue reading
In the quiet hours – the moments when the world seems to slow to a halt – I see my life stretch out all around me Continue reading