I was a teenage liar,

  Back in the days when I was a liar, I was one of the best. To be a great liar, you must remember the chronology of each thread you spun in your web of lies. As time goes by and the circumstances change after the initial lie was told, it requires that you lie all the more to keep the first one covered. Like a spider, the liar must spin more and more lies, creating layer upon layer the longer the truth is to remain hidden. 

  But the truth will always out at some point, and when liars are exposed, their reactions are predictable and almost always the same. Usually, the first reaction is to blame someone else, it is never the liar's fault. Rather than finally come clean and admit their guilt, the next step is the excuses which are many. But when all else fails, and the excuses don't change things in their favor, the liar will look to the last resort, I call it the "poor me" syndrome, where the liar now caught and exposed will look for sympathy. The honor that truth brings is foreign to their DNA. 

  Liars are by nature egotistical and self centered, selfish in a word. I know, because when I was a liar, I was a great liar, my ego convincing me that I was smarter than everyone else. The plain truth about lying is that with all the scheming and speech filtration necessary to be good at it, it is exhausting and a drain on your brain, sapping you of most of your mental power. 

  Now that I am a truth teller, I can tell you from personal experience, that it is hard to be a good liar but easy to tell the truth. No scheming and planning is necessary, you just say what's on your mind. It isn't as difficult as you might think once you get the hang of it. Afterall, it is natural to lie, as like a child's first reaction when asked, Who broke the lamp? But believe me, just by being able to speak the truth openly is freeing. It brings peace where lying brings stress. Try the truth, I promise you it will set you free!