Just a memory

Mkay so this one time I remember I stole this dudes candy and then he told the teacher, the teacher said come forward, nothing bad will happen I won't tell them who took it. No one came forward. So, during recess I told the teacher she said okay and then she told my parents and so when I got home my parents were disappointed, of course but my dad still spanked me, hard. So hard in fact that I'd like to say he spanked me harder than usual. Now, what really got me, was this: They encouraged me to tell the truth and told me that nothing bad would happen, not on this particular moment but just in general. So, when I told the teacher that I was thinking that my parents would be proud of me for telling the truth and that they would still be disappointed just not this mad. Now, not only did my father spank me but I had to have a long talk, one of those talks. I know it was wrong to steal the candy, I understand that and I felt guilty for doing that. But, it's more so the fact that when I actually told the truth the punishment was worse than when I lied, because if I lied then it would just be a long talk and they would be mad at the fact that I lied not at what I actually did, and this is not the only occasion in which telling the truth was worse than lying. So, I'm assuming that I subconshelly just remember those moments and then I lie because I remember the punishment for lying was better than the punishment for telling the truth. I got trust issues from this and became a pathological liar.
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This wasn't a trauma dump, this isn't trauma.