A Lie in the Midst of Transition

Since my divorce, I've been trying to pick up the pieces of my life. It's not easy... everything feels so different now. The other day, I told my new neighbor that I was moving into a bigger place. But it wasn't entirely true...I actually downsized and moved into something smaller, more manageable for me right now. I wanted her to think better of me... or maybe just to have someone nearby who could offer an ear if I needed one. It's such a small thing but it haunts me... a little white lie that made me feel like the worst person in the world. Maybe someday I'll be honest with her about it, but right now, it feels too raw and I'm not ready to let go of this tiny shred of comfort.