Believing one's own lies.

I’ve never been big on keeping secrets. As a newspaper reporter for many years, my aim was to promote openness. No secrets. Let the sun shine in. The secretive people usually had something to hide. Maybe something clandestine. It’s not a nice way to live. If one feels it’s necessary to constantly hide stuff. To be untruthful. I hate to call people liars. But face it. Lying is an every day practice. And the worst kind of lying comes when people lie to themselves. They are so used to it. That it doesn’t seem like lying. They can no longer differentiate between truth and falsehood. They believe their own lies. Funny, isn’t it? --Jim Broede