Lying has always been my biggest pet peeve. Which I find to be ironic as I was a compulsive liar only a couple years ago.

    But I absolutely hate being lied to. Especially by close friends or family. I've been known to be extremely reasonable and one of the most understanding people that most people know. So why do people feel the need to lie so often?

    My favorite is when I call people out for lying and they immediately use another lie to cover it up. I'm not blind and I'm not slow, I'm aware when I'm being lied to and I hate being lied to.

    I have friends that are lying to me over small stupid things, but why? Do they not think I can handle the truth? Do they not give a shit about my feelings? It's always the worst when somebody who knows what you're going through lies to your face.

   I have a very close friend that we will call Kate for the sake of keeping her identity uncompromised. Kate has been lying to not only me but another very close friend to. When we ask to do something it's always an "I'm not allowed to go anywhere or have people over," yet somebody always either ends up over at her house or she ends up with somebody else.

  So what is the need to lie to us? Why not just tell us you would rather hang out with somebody else. As I said I am highly understanding and would have no issues with this. This is something Kate is very aware of. Kate has a key to my house and knows my back door is always unlocked for her if she ever needs to come over.
 
    Where's my energy back? All I've needed recently is somebody who I thought to be my best friend and they've been nowhere to be found. I get that I have issues, but so does Kate and I'm always ready to listen to anything she needs to say. But I need somebody to listen to everything I need to say.

    I had a boyfriend of two years whom just broke up with me a few weeks ago. He was my best friend and the person I went to for everything. To find out 4 days later he's moved on with somebody new hurt, but what hurt worse is he promised to always be there anyways and be my best friend. Now he's nowhere to be found. My trust issues are at an all time high and I just need somebody to keep their promises and be there.

    I bend over backwards for everybody no matter the time of day, why can nobody do the same for me? Why can nobody give me the same love I give them? And why can nobody stay like they say they will? Why does nobody care? And what the fuck did I do so wrong?

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