LIES

Do you ever notice how lies taste better than truth?

They’re smoother. Sweeter. Easier to swallow.

They come dressed in comfort and scented like relief.

Meanwhile, truth shows up uninvited, looking like it just got out of a bar fight—dirty, loud, and ready to ruin your whole vibe.

People don’t avoid the truth because they’re weak.

They avoid it because truth asks for things lies never will:

Accountability.

Change.

Growth.

And you know what’s wild?

We think we’re scared of being lied to.

But most of the time

We’re just terrified of catching ourselves in our own lies.

The Lies We Wear Like Perfume

Let’s not even talk about lying to others. That’s basic.

We’ve mastered the art of lying to ourselves.

“I’m doing my best.”

No, you’re doing what’s comfortable and calling it your best because it feels better than admitting you're afraid of what happens if you actually try.

“They need me.”

No, they need someone who respects themselves. You’re just scared to leave, so you painted dependency as love and called it loyalty.

“I’ll change when I’m ready.”

You’ve been saying that since 2021. The truth? You’re not waiting for the right time. You’re waiting for the fear of change to disappear, and spoiler alert: it won’t.

But here’s the real kicker…

The lie you believe becomes the life you live.

You lie to yourself long enough, and it becomes your story. Your identity. Your limitation.

Why We Love Lies

Because lies don’t ask you to move.

Lies don’t ask you to grow.

Lies say, “Hey, stay here. It’s cozy. You’re doing fine. Don’t look too closely at your life; you might actually feel something.”

Lies are seductive. They validate our laziness. Our fear. Our trauma.

And if you’ve been hurt enough, lies feel like protection.

It’s not that you can’t do better.

You’ve just built an emotional Airbnb inside denial, and now you’re paying rent with your potential.

Relationships Built on Lies

You know the relationships that drain you?

The ones that always leave you second-guessing your worth?

Yeah. Most of them survive on lies.

“They’ll change.”

They won’t. Not because they’re evil, but because they’ve never had to.

“They just need more time.”

So do you think it's time to stop betraying yourself just to be loved?

“It’s not that bad.”

If you have to convince yourself it’s not that bad, it is.

Love isn’t supposed to be a scavenger hunt for basic respect.

Self-Love ≠ Self-Lying

Let’s clear something up.

Self-love isn’t about bath bombs and blackout curtains.

It’s not about telling yourself “I’m enough” when you’ve been ghosting your goals for three weeks straight.

Self-love is brutal honesty.

It’s saying:

“I’ve been slacking. I’ve been avoiding it. I’ve been lying to myself.”

It’s forgiving yourself, then calling yourself out like a best friend would.

Because if your idea of self-love is coddling your excuses, that’s not love. That’s sabotage in a glittery robe.

One of These Is a Lie

Let’s play a game.

Somewhere in this blog is a straight-up lie.

Not a metaphor. Not a dramatic opinion. A real lie hidden in plain sight.

Can you find it?

This isn’t just to test your reading. It’s to remind you that sometimes, even when you’re paying attention, you miss what’s not true.

Why?

Because it fits your narrative. Because it feels good.

Because you want it to be true.

That’s how most people get played by their own selective hearing.

How Lies Kill Potential

Lies are quiet killers.

They don’t destroy you all at once.

They eat you in pieces, one excuse, one skipped habit, one delayed dream at a time.

Until one day you wake up and realize…

You’re not who you could’ve been.

Not because you weren’t capable.

But because you spent too long believing the wrong voice.

Real Talk: You Can Lie to Me. Just Don’t Lie to You.

Lie to your parents. Lie to your ex. Lie to your neighbor’s cat.

Whatever.

But don’t lie to yourself.

Because when do you?

Every goal you fake progress on, every standard you pretend to keep, every “one day” you never show up for

They all leave scars you won’t even notice until it's too late.

You know what’s scarier than failure?

Waking up one day and realizing your whole life was based on a story that wasn’t even true.

Closing Reflection: Burn It Down

If you’ve read this far, you’ve got two choices.

1. Close this tab and go back to the same cycle, same lies, same pain, same “I’ll start next week.”
2. Or ask yourself one brutal question:

What lie have I let define me?

That’s the real war.

Forget the algorithm. Forget the likes.

This is personal.

Drop the lie in the comments if you’re bold enough.

Or at least write it down. Face it. Say goodbye.

The truth won’t kill you.

But your favorite lie just might.

So let it burn.