I am 17 and I'm a chronic lair. I lie to my friends and family enough now I have began to believe my lies myself. I try hard not to but it just slips out. I can't seem to catch up in life. I know I'm not ugly, but I don't have a boyfriend. I've never made out, had s**, gone on a real date. I'm lacking in everything so I make my life up. Before I know it I end up wanting to kill myself because my entire life is a lie. Feels good to finally tell a truth.