Wednesday 27 March 2013

The grim truth

I was with someone yesterday in the course of my work I had not seen for a while. In the course of conversation I asked about how their drinking was going. They told me that they were doing OK although they admitted to going for the odd couple of pints otherwise they were doing ok. They had to get out of the car to attend to some business and left the lucozade bottle they had been carrying on the floor by the seat.  So, like you do I unscerwed the lid and had a sniff.  Yes, I'm afraid so, it was lager.  I had thought I caught a whiff of it earlier. So we have someone who is keeping themselves topped up, uses the pretty normal trick of putting the booze in a soft drink bottle.  Why? I am not judging them.  The truth is that they are lying to themselves,  trying to pretend they are Ok when they are not Ok.

I remember once,  a guy who told me he was not interested in having a girlfriend loaned my phone to send a text.  I had a look at it later (he should have deleted it).  It was, of course of a romantic nature to a lady.

I used to get really upset when people lied to me, taking it personally and all the rest.  Now (always assuming it is not a really close friend) I guess I just feel sad.  It is Adam and Eve covering up in the garden, hiding their face from the Lord,  it is the polititian,  actor, footballer, famous person who lies to try to maintain their status. It's about them not anyone else.

God forbid that I should hide the truth about myself, from myself.  One day it will come back and bite me.