Barricade the road that goes Nowhere; grace me with your clear revelation. (Psalm 119:29 MSG)
Typically, we think of lying in terms of something we do to another person. We wouldn't lie to ourselves, right? That would be preposterous! What kind of person does that?
You need not look far: place your hand on your cheek gently and you've found him/her.
I can afford this new car (budget already hurting).
I'll be just fine with a few smokes a day (smoking is really bad on the lungs and makes asthma worse).
I'm not addicted to porn, I feel okay with the amount I'm watching. Everyone looks at it, so I'm probably doing better than most.
I don't fantasize about real/unreal men/women. I never feel attracted to people?
I don't need love and affection. I'm not worth it.
I don't have value unless I become "successful."
I will never give my whole heart to another.
All men are pigs and women, sluts.
I won't submit to anyone or thing.
At least I'm not crazy like "those" people. (You just hide your secrets better).
I'm not hyper-critical of people or point out everyone's faults. I don't keep a record of wrongs done to me.
I've never hated or kept a grudge against anyone.
I don't gossip, I just share info out of "concern."
I'm pretty sure what I speculate is true and safe to share with others.
You get the picture. One of the most difficult things to do is admit that you lie to yourself/believe lies. When you can do that, healing can begin.
What do you lie about to yourself? If you want to talk, feel free to call, text and/or write: