Is it lying when you tell yourself you are worthless during an episode of depression? Others might beg to disagree, but for the depressed person, it’s the truth.
I hate lying to myself. I try to see things in as unbiased a way as possible. I do this because I hate being lied to. People delude themselves all the time, but I rely on their estimates of what they can do when, and when they fall far short of that, I’m screwed, because I have made a much more accurate estimate.
Ok, so I’ve learned to take what other people say, and then double the amount of time. I don’t even ask for deadlines. They’re a joke, most of the time. The possible exception being in the construction or manufacturing industries.
Still, when I say I’ll have something done at a certain time, it’ll be done. Of course, I’ve given myself a lot of time for screw-ups. Of course, I look like a slacker, because my estimate is twice as long as anyone else’s.
Anyway, this is just an example. I try very hard not to lie to myself; to face things head on. I probably do some lying, but I’m not aware of it. (See, trying not to lie about this).