I never even thought of this as a problem until recently, and didn't know where else to turn. It seems I have an addiction to lying. Let me explain. For some reason with my friends and family, I seem to have this need to make up bogus stories. This can be triggered by an event (it gets WAYYY over exagurated), something I did (such as being very late, and making up a story as to why) or nothing at all. Example: A few years ago I was 45 minutes late to an autocross, at which time I was the only person who had the keys to unlock the equipment. I made up a story about how I was stuck in line for 30 minutes, yelled at the manager, etc etc etc and finally got out of there 45 minutes later. That was pretty bad, but after a while I started believing it and the story became such. But, I've noticed also, with any girls I go after, when things start to go well, I tell what seems to be a small lie, it gets thrown WAY out of proportion and things end up going sour. I think this side of things is caused by my need to attention. Things are going well, I'm not getting so much attention and I need to do something to change that. Example: This girl I'm seeing right now, I left her a message on Tuesday afternoon telling her I had a odd conversation with my mom about her and that I need to talk to her. When she called me back, I told her my mom asked if we where sleeping together and that a friend of mine who is out of town had called her and told her that we where. Looking back on it, obviously all I wanted was attention. But last night I felt so bad about the whole thing, I didn't get to sleep until well after 4AM, only slept for about 2 hours and tossed and turned the entire time. (you can see what I mean here: http://forums.offtopic.com/showthread.php?t=3308073) I can't even tell the truth to a bunch of strangers on the internet I have absolutely no ties to in any way, shape or form. This is sad. This has happened over and over again for many years. To the point of, as I stated before, I start believing the lie. The thing is, I've noticed that I was doing this in the past, and for 6-9 months I was doing great, and then it started again with me even realizing it. Well, after things went sour last night, I just couldn't stop thinking about why I messed this up. Why did I do this to myself? I don't know if I can get past this with the girl, but I need to get past this for myself. I have not told her the truth, she already thinks things are sketchy as hell, and rightfully so. But I think if I told her exactly what I did, she will cut ties with me completely. So, I made up my mind "No more". If I can get past this, maybe I can manage to not do this again in the future. But I'm very very afraid that I will do this again, without even thinking about it, as its happened already. I know this isn't a mental hospital, but it seems that this may be an addiction and I need some advice on how to deal with it.