Can you relate to this...... A second being resides within your body along with you. It speaks through you and it tells you what to do, and you think it is you. You believe it is you, because it sounds like you. It mimics you. It judges you and it tells you to judge others. It puts you down and tells you negative things about yourself. It causes you to compare yourself to others and more than often tells you things to make you feel inadequate. It tells you, you are better than others and causes you to look down and seperate yourself from other beings. It knows your past and it knows everything about your life. How much time do you spend thinking about your past? You don't like doing what it wants you to do but you don't question it. You just believe it and you do what it wants you to do, say and feel. You feel out of control in certain aspects of your life, and thats because it is controlling you. Whenever you are out of control, it is in control. Sometimes you don't like yourself because you believe this second being is you and you are ashamed to be this way, so you hide and lie to yourself. It makes you live in denial. It makes you run away from your truth, because it knows that your truth will set you free. It tells you lies about yourself because it wants you to feel and play small. Are you playing small because you fear rejection or worry about what others will think of you? Do you feel like there is two of you inside of you - one that is for you and the other that is against you?

What is the harm in a white lie? What even is one? I used to think harmless little lies were fun especially if it was something that brought some good. A handmade christmas present for you, oh did I make this? Yes, absolutely. It took me *days*. I labored over it all night when I wasn't working. I had to borrow my friends sewing machine, she taught me how to use it. I learned it all on youtube. Blah blah, it was never a big deal. But as I pulled my little "prank" this year idk It just felt slimy coming out of my mouth. I felt this density sit in my chest and as they asked me questions. There wasn't a thrill of playful deception like last year. It was just... gross. I know it's not actually a big deal. But next year I will actually make the presents I claim to (I am wholly capable of doing so), or at least be honest about the ones I buy. I'm not gonna come clean completely, but I don't want to keep adding to the lie. It feels silly to be a little upset about it. I've never felt this way about it before though. Idk, I just wanted to share.

Most people already know the answer. They just don’t want to say it. I wonder what comes up for you when you hear this....