*Lies*

I hate lies. Most people do.

So what makes me different?

I was brought up by a mother who taught me that lies hurt, lies are wrong, and that the truth ALWAYS comes out...so why lie?

Me and my youngest brother ended up being very straightforward and undiplomatic in some instances. I can also detect a lie a mile away.

That caused both of us to have very poor human relations and very few friends.

I won't lie to protect you.

I won't lie to spare your feelings.

I won't lie to hurt you.

I'm not saying that I've never lied, I'll even admit that I did. But I'm too honest to keep the lie a secret...I will come out with the truth eventually.

That doesn't happen alot though.

I have trouble trusting people once they've lied to me or to others. I distance myself from people that I've caught lying.

So what brought this on?

I'm upset....REALLY upset.

Catherine (the neighbour across the street), came here on Friday night and asked me if she could borrow 10 pounds.

That's another thing...

I don't mind if people borrow money because they need food, maybe because I've been through that myself, but I will not lend anyone money so she can leave her husband and three children at home and go out drinking. I told her that too and what did I get?

She went downstairs and told Andy's gran that I told her once that I was disappointed when I came here because I thought Andy had money.

I was too sick to be angry at first...but thinking about it now, how can any normal person do something like that? How could she tell a blatant lie just because I didn't want to give her the money?

This came from the same bitch who called Andy a compulsive liar. I mean, what is wrong with these people? They really don't realise how lucky they are to have so many opportunities, all they do is complain and judge others.

I'm just not used to that.