White Lies

Somehow I have to dissagree, but just a bit... if no one lied, the world would be very different. But then again, what is a lie?

I don't like to lie, the kind when you say 'yes' but mean 'no' and the opposite, but I can bend my answers so that I don't have to lie. Not answering right away, or telling something close to it, or alike. Because sometimes I don't like to be honest - like when you want to be alone but your friend wants company but don't get your hints, I wouldn't tell them to fuck of. I'd say something else, so I had a reason for not being around that one for the time being, something that may even be true, like 'I need to go home and study', which I have to, but probably wont.

I'm 19 but still my mom freaks out whenever I do stuff that she doesn't like. Sure, I tried explaining and I tried imposing my own points of view but it doesn't work, so I still use alittle white lie now and then. It's funny because whatever my parents think or how many fits they throw, I still do what I please. I just would like to find a way in which I could do whatever I wish not to hurt them, but now that they're miles away I could even shave my head and they wouldn't know and get pissed about it :lol:

I'd like to say that honesty is always the best policy, but then that would be uttering a lie right there. I try to tell the truth as often as possible but there are certain situations in which the truth gets a little warped or certain points are ommited. I often find I have to be quite careful about what I say around my mother for instance. She has health problems that are aggravated by stress and she stresses very easily. Especially if her \"little girl\" is having trouble. So there are some things that she doesn't know and other facts are given a high gloss before presented. I think I'm doing the right thing in these cases but I still feel a slight pang of guilt . . .

I am 35, and I still don't tell my mom everything truthfully. I tell her most things, but sometimes, it is more important to make someone happy than to be truthful. At least she lives 1100 miles from me! That makes it easier.

And I am jealous. I haven't been to Thorpe Park in more than 20 years. I went as a kid, and loved it. My dad didn't love it, he got soaked on the log ride with me.

It just depends on the situation. I would lie if it was to protect someone and the truth wouldn't help them any.

I dont know... unfortunately it must be in our nature to lie... some kind of defense mechanism...

Like others have said, it's all about your age...my mother (not birth) I was adopted, is so old school she gets on my nerves...I said the Fbomb on the phone and she hung up on me....not my natural mother is totally cool and I have only known her for a few years (had to find her over some medical stuff) and we totally are the same...

So nature and nurture, truth and lies....really not much you can do with either...I prefer to tell the truth, I would tell me friends I don't like the color of their lipstick, but if they feel fabulous in it, who am I to say...I am not wearing it...etc...I have just learned that one white lie compiles onto another and another and then your just lying all the time to that person. I tested the theory...wrote a paper for one of my Criminal Justice classes...so really it's how you want to approach it.. I talk to the mom that raised me totally different than the one that gave birth to me. I love both, but there is so much I can't say to the mom that raised me....it's personality issues too, if your friend is overly sensitive, well shit you have to lie to her or she will cry...not much you can do about that