Thank you for your candor, Skeezyks.

I wholeheartedly believe that the biggest lie I've ever told myself is that I'm worth it, that I am important to someone, and they would love me unconditionally. I cannot say that about my family, my friends, and my co-workers alike. For years my father would just give me things instead of the time and attention I desperately needed but didn't comprehend until it was too late. I took advantage of friendships and let people down. Instead of being honest with myself (and others) I put people through more hurt than what was necessary. I've lost really close connections over the last twenty years because of my sheer stupidity. Being honest doesn't appear to be in my DNA at all.

What do say or what do you do when pretty much everything you have said about your life up to this point in time has been manifestations of lies, some of which were years in the making?