Lying Game

You know the person with whom you are talking to is lying. Do you confront them or let them continue?

Well I am pretty sure that everyone in the world has told a lie or two in their day. Simple white lies aren’t the end of the world. It’s when someone continually makes lies up in their head to the point that they believe it is true, that is the problem. It’s even more of a problem when the person they are talking to knows that it is a lie. The question is never do you confront them, but when. If I know someone is lying right off the bat, I am going to let them dig themselves into a hole. One where I can make sure they feel terrible about when it’s time to make it known. Does that make me a bad person? Not at all. Karma is a bitch and if you are going to lie to my face then I am going to make you feel bad down the road. Sometimes I am too trusting of people, maybe that’s how I was raised to be. To give everyone a chance and sometimes a second one if I think that it is deserved. But after that, there really is no use. If you can continually lie to someone then you don’t care about them, then why would you want to keep around people that aren’t going to make you better? People that drag you down with lies and shitty attitudes.
But to answer the prompt, I wait when I know someone is lying, I wait until the perfect moment when I can crush them and everything that they have told me. Don’t mistake my politeness for weakness, because it can change very quickly if I know what’s up.

Felt That Way

I have never felt this way before or since…

There are multiple feelings that you only experience once in a lifetime. Feelings of such magnitude that there is no way to replicate it. A feeling that I am not sure will happen again for me, at least the way it happened before.
I am talking about “that feeling”, the feeling of wonderment and amazement. This feeling came last summer while on a trip to Washington DC. I already knew it was someone special but I remember the exact moment where “that feeling” hit me. We were walking from monument to monument one night on a tour and we were getting close to the end. We sat down by the tidal basin on the Potomac River and just chatted. Then we started walking to the MLK Jr memorial and as we held has it hit me. It hit me that this was what I had been looking for. Someone to hold hands with as we walked and talked. Someone to just enjoy the simplest thing in thing in the world. “That feeling” hit me at that exact moment and I liked how it felt. I had never felt something that real, something that exciting that my heart rate picked up and I got nervous about how it really felt. I got butterflies in my stomach and kinda went quiet cause I wasn’t sure what to say. I did not want that moment to end, I wanted a snapshot of it for later. I got so nervous about it though that I quit holding her hand, not cause I wanted to, but because I wasn’t sure if I was shaking or sweating and I didn’t want to embarrass myself. I should have never let go of her hand. That was my first mistake. It was a perfect moment in my eyes and like the title says, I haven’t felt that way since.