He is now as valiant as Hercules. that only tells a lie and swears it. I cannot be a man with. wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.
The older I get, the less I can handle a simple lie. A slight falsehood from another person is enough to make a stone sit heavily in my stomach for the day. The bigger the lie the more violent I become inside and it eats at me for longer periods of time. And these are the lies other people tell.
I can't say I am always 100% honest, because that would be a lie, but I am the second most honest person I know, next to my mother. Why? I don't care what other people think of me. Why do lies other people tell get me so upset and set my teeth on edge? I care what other people think of the people I know and work with.
You can imagine how this can be in a business like acting where, lets be honest, almost everyone fudges something. I'm a voice over legend. I can totally play volleyball. I love horses.
I have always been the one to be honest. I do my best to afford some diplomacy but it's hard sometimes. I know I shouldn't care, but I do. I found myself crying today due to the lies being told, and in some cases information avoided, to my friends. It hurts me. I need to work on that.