Yesterday, I told a close friend a white lie so as not to add more stains to my already tainted reputation when it comes to waiting for him on an agreed meeting. I do trust him that he’ll keep his word. I do know him well enough to say he won’t keep me hanging on thin air. But against my better judgment, I did something I shouldn’t have done and lied about it.
Right now, I feel so sad. A white lie is still a lie. I should have told him the truth at the beginning so that I wouldn’t be feeling this stomach churning emotion of guilt. The consequences are always much easier to bear if, instead of lies, the truth is told.
Whatever I did, it’s never gonna happen again. And I wouldn’t dare lie to you again ;) Thank you for letting me get off this one so easily.
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