Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire


I think it is safe to say EVERYONE lies. And if someone claims they don’t, well, they are lying. For whatever the reason may be, we are born to deceive each other and ourselves. These tall tales can range from little white lies we tell in an attempt to avoid unnecessary conflict to those we tell to just just save our own asses.

BED causes us to be pretty extreme liars, not only to the people around us, but to ourselves. We consistently tell ourselves, “I’ll stop tomorrow”, or “I am going to have just one.” The problem here is that it is more than just a lie, it is an apprehension. We comprehend these lies as truth. These lies we tell ourselves are vicious because they set us up on a long road for failure. We actually believe that these things will happen and get beyond discouraged when they don’t. Adding fuel to the fire, we let the binge begin.

The second batch of lies we tell are to those around us. We mislead others with false information and actions in order to protect ourselves. We fear being perceived as powerless or weak, damaged or broken. Since we tend to see ourselves this way much of the time, we shy away from creating any type of group consensus. We are aware that exposing ourselves is very permanent. There is no taking back the words that have been spoken. Once we have revealed our dirty little secret there is no turning back, and we are forced to face the judgments that follow (negative, neutral, or positive). It all becomes very real.

BED can be very selfish. It is all wanting and taking. In order to get what we want we lie.  We purposely don’t expose ourselves because we want to continue our behaviors. Deep down inside we know if we revel our behaviors we may be forced to actually stop. By shedding light into our dark hole, those around us are better aware and more receptive to our tactics creating a less than fertile ground for lies and binge eating.

Perhaps we could be a little self-less. We should make a conscious effort of being more aware that our actions cause more damage than to just our scales. Being less absorbed with ourselves, we wouldn’t have to fabricate our life and dwell any longer in the illusionary world alone.

“I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.”S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders