An embarrassing revelation of my lie

Do you lie sometimes? Just a little? 😊

Always telling the truth is a difficult challenge. I’m an honest person and I don’t like to lie but sometimes it just happens spontaneously. When it comes to my lying, these are small innocent white lies that I am not even aware of when I say them, but they help me in some situations. For example, when my husband asks me how much I paid for the dress, I will always reduce the price a bit although I have no reason, I spend my money, but it sounds better when the price is lower. 😊 Or when my mom asks me if I'm okay and I have a headache I will tell her I'm fine so she doesn't have to worry.

When it comes to real lies, I never lie. I would rather accept and tell the worst truth than tell the best lie. But a lie is a lie. Whether it is white and innocent or real. The fact that we did not tell the truth will be the same in both cases.

A week ago, my son had an appointment for treatment with a speech therapist. I was pretty tired that day and decided to cancel the treatment and postpone it for another day. When the speech therapist asked me what the reason was, I said that my son had a cold and that we would come in a week when he recovered and that day was yesterday. He didn't have a cold. It was my lie because I couldn’t say we weren’t coming because I was tired or lazy. What kind of mother would I be then... 😊 That doesn't fit into the framework of the perfect mother that society supports, who is always dedicated to her child, doesn't know what fatigue is, and usually acts like a superman. A lie was the easiest solution.

When we arrived, the speech therapist immediately asked my son:

"How are you? Are you okay now?"

My son said he was fine.

At that moment, I hoped that she would not ask him anything else because then she would reveal my lie. Do you know a feeling of trembling in the stomach mixed with fear when you expect some negative outcome? That is exactly how I felt.

And then the speech therapist asked my son if he had a sore throat while he had a cold. It was the scenario that I was afraid of.

My son then said:

"I had a cold? Well, I didn't have a cold."

The speech therapist looked at me asking for an explanation. The heart beats and the face turns red. The feeling when someone discovers that you have lied is one of the most unpleasant situations that can happen to you. I tried to get out of all this by making my lie even deeper. You know how it goes, one lie creates another, then another, then another...

I turned to my son and said:

"How come you didn't have a cold? Of course, you did, you just forgot."

My son then said:

"Mom, did you dream that? What's going on with you?"

Then I said to the speech therapist:

"He had a cold, but since he often has a cold, he can no longer tell when he is healthy and when he is not."

The story ended there and they started the treatment. At that moment, I decided that I would be careful in the future and that I would not lie anymore, because white lies can make you red. 😊

What happened here? A series of negative actions due to one white lie.

• A mother who lies.

• A son who listens to his mother who lies and wonders what is wrong. They taught him not to lie.

• Loss of confidence. The speech therapist will never believe me again.

• Convincing a son that the lie is true.

• Red face and discomfort in the body.

• Embarrassing feeling.

I think these reasons and my experience are enough for you to never lie even when it comes to innocent white lies. They, just like serious lies, will make us feel uncomfortable and bring several inconveniences. Trust is built for a long time, but one day is enough to collapse, and when it collapses, it collapses forever. Be careful.

Thank you very much for reading.

The article is original and mine. The lead image is from unsplash.com.

Have a nice weekend!