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As a child, you always believe what your parent tells you and accept it as fact. Of course, once I grew older I started noticing the constant string of lies my father would tell. It could be the smallest most insignificant thing or it could be something of importance.
I'm 26 now living in on my own, but he still lives a few miles away and I see him from time to time, and it's more of the same. I catch him in lies nearly everytime I talk to him. He can even change his story in minutes and still deny he ever lied. He usually denies he lies at all. Sometimes, when I catch him a lie and tell him that he's a liar, he just starts laughing and tries to make me feel like I'm crazy and dillusional.
The problem is, he also lies about my dead mom. He will tell me things about her, things that I can't verify because she is dead and I can't ask her. He really has no limits. He actually claims he talks to my dead mom.
He just stopped by today and I caught him in a lie and I told him I was going to get the evidence and if he was lying, I would pinch him. Yeah, I know it sounds stupid, but I don't know how to get through to his skull that he just constantly lies to me and I hate it. Lying is actually my biggest pet peev. Needless to say, he got the pinch, still denied lying, and left dwelling on the fact I pinched him. Knowing, that he is going to go to his girlfriend and tell her I just pinched him for no apparent reason, making me seem like some psychopath.
I've begged him as a son to not lie to me, but he usually reverses it on me and plays the victim. It sucks having your only living parent feed you lies about any and everything on a constant basis. With him, at this point, I basically accept everything as FALSE until proven TRUE.
Meanwhile, I've been dealing with depression (sought help, but keep getting the run around because of lack of insurance/medicaid) and this is not helping matters at all.
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