For the most part, I've been honest. That is not enough for me anymore. In fact, these days, it's the hard things I, especially, cannot lie about.
Being honest doesn't mean ONLY speaking the truth. There are many situations I may want to lie about. Like a speeding ticket maybe?
I have been known to speed in my car at times. Okay, a lot of times.
Anyway, I got pulled over the other day for speeding. Then proceeded to rolled down the wrong window, yikes. SO, he tells me to roll down all the windows, he wanted a look inside. You were clocked going 42 in a 30, he says. I think I responded with a raspberry, if you know what I mean. really>. He gave me the hairy eyeball and went back to his car with my documents. It took a really long time, so I shut the car off and decided to turn the music on. Of course you have to sing and play drums on the stearing wheel..
When he came back he firmly told me this was a $280.00 ticket. I'm giving you a warning this time, slow down. Yay. The funny thing is, I wasn't driving my fast, bright car, but my husbands gold Envoy. I thought it was ironic, and seeing as I didn't get the ticket, pretty damn funny in my book. I called Ed of course, immediately, because I didn't want to lie by omission and keep it a secret. He didn't think it was so funny, wa wa.
It's true that the truth sets you free. "People who have nothing to hide, hide nothing" according to Dr. Phil I didn't have to be afraid when the cop pulled me over, or to call Ed.
I fantasized, prayed, wished and struggled to be free of my addiction. I wrote about it, just as I write about all my hopes and dreams. It certainly didn't come in a way I would have chosen or thought was possible.
Just goes to show, if you are honest, say a little prayer and believe, good things happen.