texts: What was the problem? </s> <s> The problem was me. I was... I was a pathological liar. Or am, I should say. Lying is like alcoholism, one is always "recovering". </s> <s> So you lied to her? </s> <s> Yes. I did. Willfully and repeatedly. </s> <s> How come?
labels: I loved her for how good she made me feel, and I hated her for how good she made me feel. And at that time, I tended to express my feelings non- verbally. I couldn't handle anyone having that much control over my emotions.