Everyone is raised with their own beliefs. Some people believe in the power of love, forgiveness, and even things like “an apple a day keeps the doctor away”. I happen to have several beliefs, but the one with the most feeling, and reasoning is honesty. When your little, you always tend to get into things your not supposed to, and when your mom asks what your doing your natural instinct is to give that cute little kid voice and say nothing mom. When in reality, you just told a lie. When your younger your told that not being honest isn’t the right thing to do. However, as you get older, telling the truth seems to get harder to do. In my case, it was different.
I grew up having mainly one parent. My mom taught my brother and I very early on that honesty was always a good quality to have and she wanted to make sure we knew that. Spending time with my dad, always tended to erase what she taught me about honesty. My dad finds it cool to lie about everything. No matter what it is, you can never get the honest truth out of him. For example, last Saturday we went to the mall and he told me to pick out some things I wanted for Christmas, and if they weren’t too expensive he’d pick them up for me. We went into Hot Topic, I wanted a tee shirt and a hoodie, he got it for me, but then told me he didn’t have any more money. Yeah, he lied right there because we were in Radio Shack, and he bought a new cable for his guitar. So he did lie to me, however, if I were to lie to him he would throw a fit. His actions are all based upon lies, that’s one of the reasons that I believe in honesty. One thing about honesty is once someone isn’t honest with you anymore, you also start to lose trust in them, because then you wonder if they lie to you once will they lie to you again?
Recently, I lied to my mom. I am a teenager, and I’ll admit it, I’m known as a goody two shoes. I do all my work, don’t deal with any substances, and I obey my mom. About a week ago, I told my mom I was late because my brother never came to pick me up, the truth, I fell asleep on my boyfriends couch, and no-one woke me up. The reason I feel asleep was because I had a migraine and my mom said if my head hurt to stay home, but of course I wanted to see my boyfriend so I lied.
If I had never lied about my head hurting in the first place, I wouldn’t have gone out, never have gotten punished, and wouldn’t have lost my moms trust for a few days, Did I learn a lesson? Yes I did. Why? Because I have a good relationship with my mom, and don’t want to ruin it.
Honesty truly is the best policy.
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