...Another Lie...

So yeah, I was out with my ex last week, and we were talking about this mutual friend who recently had a big promotion. My ex seemed really impressed by the details I provided about her new office space and how fancy it all is. Thing is, I made up most of that stuff on the spot... didn't even know she got an actual upgrade. But my brain just went into hyperdrive to keep up the image, you know? Now I feel kind of guilty because this friend trusts me with the real story but instead of being honest, I fed her ego this grandiose version of events. Maybe I just wanted to sound cool and knowledgeable... or maybe I was still holding onto some childish hope that my ex would be impressed by how well-informed I am about everyone's lives except my own. It's just another dumb little lie piled on top of so many others, and it's honestly tiring. Sigh.