Everyone lies, at least in my experience. They can be small, few and far in between.

I'm to a point of paranoia now where I think everyone is lying to me, about something. I don't believe my friends when they say that they want to hang out with me for any other reason than pity. I'm starting to believe less and less that my fiance actually loves me, rather than feeling obligated to taking care of my jacked up mind. I sure as hell don't believe his family when they're trying to be nice to me. It's a front for my fiance. I know they talk behind my back, tell him that I'm no good. They're right, but at least be straight up with me. People at restaurants stare at me in disgust because I'm so ugly. Some want to hurt me and I don't know why, probably because I deserve it. My friends are probably just toying with me, like a mouse with a ball of string. My fiance is probably either cheating or going to. And me? I deserve every ****ing thing that's happening. If it is. I'm battling so hard to tell which is true and which is my paranoia. I could ask, but I don't know if I can trust anyone.

If everyone's already lied to me before, what's stopping them now?