I never understood why some folks find it necessary to lie. Or how one, can fake an illness.
Then I thought, maybe they tried the truth and went unheard. And found that lying got them the results they wanted/needed.
Someone says Cancer (true or not) it evokes all kinds of understanding, empathy and support.
I say (to my lover, family and friends) I hurt (PTSD) I’m depressed. And exhausted (CFS)
Or I’m told to “Buck up” and Carry on.
I wish it were, as easy as that.