Lie vs. Truth...Love?

Leaving.

Walking away.

Its oh so simple to say, but so hard to do.

But today I made the realization that I can't take this anymore. I convinced myself that it was me. That I needed to stop all of this "madness/craziness" and just move on. But part of the story was omitted. And no matter how much you say its not, its a lie.

"Lying by omission

Also known as a continuing misrepresentation, a lie by omission occurs when an important fact is left out in order to foster a misconception. Lying by omission includes failures to correct pre-existing misconceptions. When the seller of a car declares it has been serviced regularly but does not tell that a fault was reported at the last service, the seller lies by omission."

I dreamt that I faught a friend. Slapped her square in the face because she was doing something to hurt me. I woke up mad at her. Was mad at her for a week. Deleted her from my facebook didn't talk to her. And all this time I dreamt what I dreamt because God was telling me to ask her. I think I was afraid to really know the truth. But I asked her. Because at that point I was convinced I was mad and it was just something people were telling me.

But she confirmed what everyone else was telling me. And I let another person convince me that EVERYONE was lying and I needed to believe what this single person was telling me. SO, a tiny voice in my head said, "Ask her. She was there. She would know the TRUTH.

And my whole world came to pieces. All over again. She confirmed what i had feared all of this time.

Well, no matter how hard this is going to be and no matter how much its going to hurt. I have to walk away. Where do I go?

Who do I turn to? Who do I trust? Because the very people I that were telling me the truth--they were saying listen, open your eyes. And I couldn't. I wouldn't allow myself. I got so stuck on what I thought was love.

But if a person really, truly, sincerly loved me they wouldn't do what this person did to my heart.

And he thinks that omitting part of the story is fine. But its a lie.

I remember studying this in some class. I had to dig deep in my brain and wipe away the cobwebs.

I'm so much better than this. I'm loving below my means. I deserve so much better.

So...this consider this my Dear John Letter.