Never responded well to being lied to or ordered about. As these are the warp & weave of the great habit-powered loom of our society, I've found living in it pretty difficult. Tell me how things really are, ask for help, I'm great, terribly useful; try telling me what to do, justify it with lies, well, I can be a bit of a hard case.

Imagine a situation with two habitual liars, one always lying about his feelings out of embarrassment or a misguided sense of personal advantage, the other lying to herself because the truth is too painful to think about, recipe for quite a cozy little house of cards. Put me in the mix, things could go a lot of different ways, mostly disastrous.

11:11, make a wish.