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Roots of Pathological Lying

  I was in a relationship with a person who was in one with another woman our entire relationship. He took her around his family just as he did me. He spent significant time with each of us, winning and dining. The moment we discovered one another, he lied and pretended so well that it was Academy Award-winning. I was crazy and aggressive, and she was an ex who couldn’t take no for an answer. There was no acquaintance with honesty at all. The root was so profound; I felt there was no hope. He lied so much I lost my ability to believe anything he said. He lied without effort about those things I knew was true. I had receipts, but he had a story behind them that made absolutely no sense. However, he kept lying. Life sentencing evidence, but the lies continued. Lying came naturally, more so than telling the truth. I knew then I was dealing with a pathological liar. It can become the liar’s everyday life, to the point where their whole existence is a fabrication. This level of lying is usu
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