Why do we believe?

When we're younger, we're told to believe in Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and even Jesus. What is the benefit? We grow up and learn that Santa is a skinny man in need of funds around the holidays, the Easter Bunny is merely a creepy notion, and Jesus nor his brother Bob have never been proven.

What's the point of belief? Does it not just end up hurting us in the end? Is the brief bit of happiness worth the amount of pain in the end?

The greatest lie is what exists in our relationships. From cheating to lies to half truths, the lack of honesty is relationships is truly sad.

A friend of mine told me that she had caught her partner cheating only to discover that the truth had come out. Alas, the guy wasn't cheating on her, he was merely jerking off into condoms. I couldn't believe that she had fallen for such an obvious lie. Only to discover that another friend had fallen for the same lie.

Half truths seem to keep a relationship together. Whether it's twisting words or simply leaving out the whole story, so many people have demonstrated this. An ex of mine, I always need to ask very specific questions of. He's very good at keeping things vague in an effort to not hurt others. When in the end, he ends up hurting them.

A recent trip demonstrated that the whole story isn't always given out. When a dude that I was sleeping with was asked by a guy that he had recently starting dating, who had woken up with on New Year's Day, he told a half truth. He correctly identified that he had woken up beside a friend, but didn't share that on the other side was not a friend, but someone he had slept with.

What'd you think? If you had kids, would you lie to them about make believe characters?

When in a relationship, do you tell half truths in a supposed effort to make your partner happy?