While writing this essay it took me awhile to figure out what I really wanted to write about. I have two strong beliefs that honesty really is the best policy and also that they should stop drunk driving. I chose to write about how much I believe honesty is the best policy. There are many reasons that I hate lying. I don’t like being lied to and I also don’t like telling lies.
In my essay I will put why I don’t like telling lies, some personal lies that have been told to me, and why I don’t think people should lie. Lying is a big pet peeve of mine and it’s nice to write about why I don’t like liars.
Thesis: Honesty is the best policy; it’s better than coming up with lies and being hurt by the lies. I remember when I was little learning about how the tooth fairy wasn’t real. I was so heartbroken that my mom lied to me and cried for hours. For me, I believe that lying is one of must hurtful thing that someone can do to you. It makes you feel betrayed and that you aren’t even good enough for the truth. I believe being lied too hurts more than people realize. I believe that in order to have a good relationship, lying needs to stop. I believe honesty is the best policy, it’s better than making up a lie or being hurt by one.
I point where I started believing that lying is so bad was when I found out my mom hid from me that my brother tried to commit suicide. I was surprising her after work, because I knew I wouldn’t see her that weekend because she was going to Omaha; as she did every weekend. When I got there her coworker said that she wasn’t there all day, so I knew something was up. I called her and asked why she didn’t go to work, for she told me that she was leaving right when she got out of work.
She kept beating around the bush saying that work was slow so she left early, but I informed her that her coworker told me she didn’t come in at all. She then decided to tell me the truth that my brother tried killing himself and she went to Omaha to the rehab facility to check up on him. I was such in shock that I just hung up on her. I was so hurt that no one told me right away, no one had the guts to even tell me the truth. He was my brother; I deserved to know the truth. I called her back and told her that no matter how much she thinks it will hurt me, I never want to be lied to or have things kept from me again. To this day she has still kept her word.
After that moment I thought about all the way back when I was little. I would lie to get myself out of trouble, but I would always get caught. Then, I though how much this lie hurt me even though my mom thought it would be better if I didn’t know all the details yet. From that moment I decided that lying wasn’t worth it. I choose to not lie anymore. Lying has always made me have a guilty feeling inside, so it wasn’t a hard habit to break. My boyfriend values that I always tell the truth and I say what’s on my mind, and I have always asked for that respect back.
I believe that lying has gotten out of control. I believe that some people’s relationships are based off lies. I believe that I will not be one of those people. I believe I will teach my children to do the same. This is what I believe.
