I used to lie a lot in high school. A whole lot. I would exaggerate when things happened ALL OF THE TIME. But it was because I learned that when you cry over something small, everyone tells you to suck it up and get over it and stop being such a baby. But when something actually happens, they have sympathy and advice on how to get through your feelings.
I used to wish bad things would happen to me because I was so tired of crying over nothing. I was exhausted of feeling anxious when there was no reason to. Instead of learning how to work through those problems, I resulted to putting myself in risky situations with risky people and bad things did happen. A lot of them. And it didn’t make it better. But I’m not a liar anymore.
Man, I am so tired of being like this.