I learned to lie in Catholic school (13 years, K-12). I never read anyone talking about how it permeates everything over time and becomes a part of one’s “MO” over time…..little white lies and midsized fibs mostly. Nothing I needed to confess…or did I? Hah
Thank you so much, Dea! That means so much to me. <3
Funny, I’m just remembering how my religious boyfriend in high school used to tell me about how he had to (often) make things up for confession. Even when he had nothing to admit or disclose, he was expected to say something “believable.” I remember thinking how weird that was. I’m sure my mom, who also went to Catholic school, had to do the same thing. Wild! Hahaha.
Yeah, I was a good student so I could get away with a lot. This persisted into my adult life until I became a mom, got therapy, and realized how that tangled web we weave gets to be more trouble than just being straight up!
Reading this brought me to tears. Tears for you for what you've been thru, tears for myself for what I have been thru but it also made me smile because, girl, here we are, we're still standing, still growing, changing & evolving into even stronger, confident women. We have struggled but we've survived & now we have reached the point of Thriving & it all feels good & right. Much Love & Light to you as you continue to walk within your truth. It Does matter & it Does make a difference for you & all the women who read it. Never stop. ❤️
I learned to lie in Catholic school (13 years, K-12). I never read anyone talking about how it permeates everything over time and becomes a part of one’s “MO” over time…..little white lies and midsized fibs mostly. Nothing I needed to confess…or did I? Hah
Anyway, This is brilliant! I love your work🥰
Thank you so much, Dea! That means so much to me. <3
Funny, I’m just remembering how my religious boyfriend in high school used to tell me about how he had to (often) make things up for confession. Even when he had nothing to admit or disclose, he was expected to say something “believable.” I remember thinking how weird that was. I’m sure my mom, who also went to Catholic school, had to do the same thing. Wild! Hahaha.
Yeah, I was a good student so I could get away with a lot. This persisted into my adult life until I became a mom, got therapy, and realized how that tangled web we weave gets to be more trouble than just being straight up!
So true! It all (eventually) catches up. 🫠
Reading this brought me to tears. Tears for you for what you've been thru, tears for myself for what I have been thru but it also made me smile because, girl, here we are, we're still standing, still growing, changing & evolving into even stronger, confident women. We have struggled but we've survived & now we have reached the point of Thriving & it all feels good & right. Much Love & Light to you as you continue to walk within your truth. It Does matter & it Does make a difference for you & all the women who read it. Never stop. ❤️
Yes, we are! And I’m so proud of you and the journey you’re on. And thank you for always encouraging me, means so much! 💛