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“Some lies took hold and spread, crackling with excitement, and no longer needed to be fed. But then these were no longer your lies. They had a life and shape of their own, and there was no controlling them.” —The Lie Tree by Frances Hardinge

I am fine.

I am better than this.

I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay…

It’s not my fault, it is never my fault, it was always them!

I’m capable, I don’t need anyone’s help.

I’m doing something good, aren’t I?

Just one more.

Okay, this will be the last.

I love myself, I love myself, I love myself…

I have friends, good friends.

I love her, don’t I?

I’m the worst person alive.

Useless, I’m useless.

I’m never going to be good enough.

I’m done, I can’t do this anymore…


We tell ourselves lies every single day, lies that we hope to become truths one day or lies that would make us feel how we think we should feel. Maybe, sometimes we don’t think that we deserve to be happy and so we lie to ourselves to put ourselves down, skewing our perceptions and how we see ourselves as a person.

 

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