I've given false answers, refused to answer, omitted, avoided, denied, exaggerated, minimized, etc. Sometimes T knows and inquires about it immediately. Sometimes I fess up, anywhere from right after to years later. Some lies go unacknowledged by either of us...for now.

T's reaction is always acceptance, curiosity and encouragement. For him, it's just another opportunity to explore or another bit of me to work with. The truth itself is secondary. It's a safe space for lying and for figuring out.

I know I posted this quote in another thread recently, but I've always liked it. It's from an interesting book on lying and therapy called Lying, Cheating and Carrying-on.
"Each lie is a cavern of a wishful fantasy and an attempt to ward-off a dreaded imaginary scenario." - Salman Akhtar