A couple of weeks ago I ran across a tweet that I immediately had to forward to my brother because it summed up the first twelve years of my life to a T.
I don’t know why the phrase lie or liar was such a troubling phrase to our parents or grandparents years ago or exactly know when the shit
Perhaps lying in the black community was a touchy topic because of the real and dangerous ramifications that came with being labeled a liar. In our grandparent's eyes, this phrase could result in the loss of life. Today to some degree it still does.
However, my article is not about debating whether or not people of color should have access to the use of this word without fear, but rather the act itself. I think we all lie, however, people lie for a multitude of reasons.
Some people lie for peace, these usually are the white lies about the tooth fairy or
I believe the danger of lying comes when we start "shaping truths" to frame ourselves or our intentions in a positive light. I think it's wrong to withhold parts of who we are even if it's done out of who we are out of fear.
Lying typically is a symptom of a much larger issue. When we aren’t secure with who are and our personal truths we opt for a more glamorous version rather than who we are. In other
This
This censorship, however,
Nor is it fair to my relationships to withhold the truth all for preserving peace in a moment. However, what I’ve come to realize that worthwhile relationships aren’t based on convenience of circumstance but on the deliberate choice to continuously choose someone and accept them.
A healthy relationship comes with accountability, not judgment. While it doesn’t always feel good to receive correction, someone who truly cares for you will provide honesty and be transparent about areas that may need growth.