Why do people lie?
I can accept that people may answer a question dishonestly sometimes for whatever reason. I can usually get past that. But I’m talking about something else. I’m talking about lies that came from nothing. No questions asked, just volunteered words and thoughts that were lies.
Do people set out to hurt others? Is that their intent? Is that their goal?
The worst lies are the ones that hit you where it hurts most—especially when you’ve confided in someone and basically given them a road map to your pain. For that person to then use that to hurt you… just… why? Is that fun for them? What kind of person finds your weaknesses and your deepest pain and uses them to hurt you? What kind of person offers you exactly what you need, and then rips it away from you? Why offer in the first place? Why build me up just to tear me down?
I don’t understand.
How can someone say something so kind, so giving, so supportive, and then act the complete opposite? How can someone offer support and kindness only to take it away? Why would someone voluntarily promise they would be there for me (even if I didn’t ask), and then disappear?
Was it something I said? Something I did? Of course I blame myself. It’s what I do. I blame myself for everything. I must have done something wrong. I must be the reason.
But this time, I’m confused. And I’m angry. And I’m hurt.
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p.s. — To Whom It May Concern: I’ve already got a broken heart. There’s no need to stomp on what’s left of it.
p.p.s. — And here I sit, trying to tune out everyone in my house because while I am desperate to talk to someone right now, “someone” isn’t anyone who lives here. “Someone” doesn’t exist because the “someone” I’m looking for is available to me 24/7, whenever I need him/her. How dare I wish for something so impossible?