I'm a liarSince I came to this school, I feel as though I can't tell the truth to anyone.
Questions I get are: Why did you decide to come to this school? Why California? Did your boyfriend come to California with you? What religion are you?
What I say: It has some of the values that I have. It's vegetarian. I wanted to go somewhere different. Yes. Christian.
Truth: It's in Cali, where my boyfriend lives. It's vegetarian. I wanted to be closer to my boyfriend. I wanted to escape the bad memories from Ohio. No. He lived in Cali before. I met him online five years ago. I don't have a religion. I don't believe in God.
This is just the beginning. What will happen when I have to lie about bigger things? Why do I feel I need to lie anyway? Because I don't want to seem stupid for coming here. Because I don't want to be judged as the freak girl, the crazy girl.
What will happen when I have to lie about all my scars? No one's asked about the scars yet, even though I wear long shorts and capris occasionally. I'm lucky so far. What will happen when someone reads what the scars say? How will I explain that? What will happen if I have nightmares and/or flashbacks around my roommates? I can't tell them what happened. It's embarassing and I'm ashamed.
I hate feeling like I have to lie.. But I don't think I can take the looks I would get when I tell the truth.
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