You have to lie to tell the truth.

Sometimes it feels like lying is better. And it is! Or, at least in some cases.

You see, growing up, I was a big liar. I would lie about who who took the last cookie, or the first cookie. Sooner or later, I would have to confess, and the consequences were more harsh than if I fessed up right away. I soon learned that lying is a necessity in the early life. There is no way around it.

It’s best to leave the lie alone than to use it. The lie will fester. You can’t keep lying to yourself. Lies have a way of getting out…