it is never too late to tell the truth. what stops many people from being honest, including myself, is the unwillingness to accept the consequences of our actions. once we are willing to become accountable, the truth sets us free.

you have taken the first step by admitting you have a problem (being dishonest). you clain you 'really' want to change. so change. become honest right now. this very moment.

This is my matto that I stick with and I find myself to be a better women.... "I would rather get into trouble for telling the truth; then being known as a lier! Nobody has repect for liers! I dont want to be looked down upon, but looked up too! I have gain the reputation of being straight forward and VERY honest. I like that! I'm in my 40's now. I was a lier at A LOT of stuff in my 20's.

Something to think about: We have all seen and expience LIERS! What do you think of them?? Now, do you want to be thought of in that way?

Thanks for letting me share!
Diane

Keith,
I am a "victim" of a compulsive liar. My husband. I've been married to him 4 years, and since I met him, he's always lied by omission, tell elaborate stories or just lied through his teeth. But I still love him. Do I trust him? NOT AS FAR AS I CAN THROW HIM! But, I have always told him that if he is ever to regain my trust, he must start telling the truth ALWAYS TO EVERYONE!

I tell my husband, "Before anything comes out of your mouth, think about it for a second. Decide, 'I need to be honest, no matter what!' And he's gotten much better. I think, like your wife, we just know when our beloved is not telling us the truth because we know the core of the person. So, I would say it's a good thing that she knows you so well!

Trust can be regained, because if we truly love someone, we forgive them and forget their short comings. HOWEVER it does require repentance and repair! So, decide! It's either your lies or your family! REALITY CHECK, HUH?

I pray that you are able to be honest with the person that loves you the most in this whole world, and that you're able to get over this very destructive habit.

LAURA

I am the wife. I'm feeling upset with Keith today because I found this blog he put up on the internet. I feel like it is insulting and disrespectful to me. He also wrote this at the same time as when he was hiding and lying about the other stuff. He thinks I'm over-reacting, yet I feel angry about the way he states thae he needs to "educate" me. Any feedback would be appreciated.




There are a lot of things I've missed since moving to the US some eight years ago. I miss my family. I miss the pubs (no-one can recreate the feel of a real English boozer). I miss football. More than just missing football I miss talking about football.

Living here it is difficult. There isn't just the games. It's the players. The fans. The humour. Everything that revolves around the sport. The sport has it's own culture.

I don't want to appear disrespectful and I understand that most Americans are new to the game but, why is it that the first football related question I'm always asked is "So what do you think of David Beckham coming here?". And the next question is "So you like Manchester United?". When I reply that I do not care for United and am, in fact, an Arsenal fan I am, usually, met with a blank look.

There are a few Americans I've met who do have a good understanding. My brother-in-law for one. He's a Galaxy season ticket holder for the past 5 years. He likes Blackburn Rovers and Fulham for some perverse reason. I've tried to educate my wife but her interest in the game goes little further than who she thinks is hot and Wigan because she thinks the name is funny.

On occassion I will meet a fellow countryman or other European and then we'll ignore all others for hours. Just the other week I bumped into a guy from Bolton in the supermarket and we yapped for over half an hour about Arsenals 3-2 win over them. Another time I met an Italian guy at a party. He turned out to be a Napoli fan. We talked for hours about each others teeam, players of the past and present. I made jokes about Maradona's weight and coke problem. Great times.

So I'm going to use this blog to record my experiences of being a football fan in a country that doesn't even call it football. There will be social commentary. There will be talk of games and transfers and all sorts of things. So this is a start. I just hope it gets better.

god i so wish i could here that from my husband.
icant really offer any advice but it sounds you are on your way to putting things right.
good luck

It's me, the wife again. I really don't exactly know what to say. I feel empty and numb. I feel like I'm just a robot getting through the day and I can't wait to go back to sleep. I DO NOT trust him and I find myself going through everything: the hard drive, his pants pockets, his wallet, his emails, you name it, I go through it. I questioned him on some things last night and he turned it around me and made me try to look like I was the crazy one. It sometimes doesn't feel like it's worth the trouble. It's hard to be a good mother when I feel so depressed all day. I feel like I'm in a vicious cycle that I can't get out of. I'm at that crossroad where I'm contemplating just moving on emotionally and start finding hobbies outside the home. I need to find other social outlets. I feel like I'm just rambling on, but if anyone is out there with any advice, I would really appreciate it.