"There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft... When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth." ~ Baba, The Kite Runner
When I was in the seventh grade I made up a boyfriend. I lied, bold-faced, to a group of junior high school kids sitting in a hot tub in the back of a classmate's house. I can't remember her name, but I remember the lie.
Why? Why do we lie? Why did I?
I lied to protect myself. So they wouldn't see my painful loneliness.
What I know now is that lying robbed me of something very vital - the chance to truly connect with others and for them to connect with me and all my flaws and foibles, my truest, most vulnerable self. The irony is that I'm not alone in this.
Since that backyard lie, I've hidden that vulnerable self a lot. Sometimes through lies and other times through lies of omission.
But I'm not that lonely, scared little girl anymore. I can put back what I've stolen and all is forgiven.