Living With A Liar In My Lair

I recently had this maid (live-in helper) fiasco that generated a lot of response from my friends on Facebook, you see. To cut a long story short, she lied to me and she continued to lie to me even when I sat down with her and asked her to be honest with me. She showed me that she was capable of a ‘Hollywood’ casting opportunity even when I confronted her and tried to probe the truth out of her without me having to pour all the evidence out on the floor in front of her. On Facebook, I placed up an emergency call for opinion on what to do in such a situation and my friends all earnestly responded…some with their experience thrown in asking me to be cautious of people who are capable of lying and are dishonest with me. My heart was aching because I treated her like a family member and I welcomed her into my house and treated her the way I would my own kids. And yet, she lied to me about owning a mobile phone, lied to me about having boyfriend and also nicked some of my personal stuff without asking my permission. As little as the materials she took cost, I felt that it was the action that was disappointing. Why would she nick them when I would have given to her, anyway? I was very very upset and disappointed with the discovery. Although in my heart, I knew I cannot trust her anymore, not in the same way that I trusted her before, does it mean that it’s unforgiveable….that one chance is all she gets? I felt that as a human being, we’ve all lied before and we’ve made mistakes before and I needed to decide whether to kick her out because she was a threat to my family and kids or do I give her a humanly chance to prove that she can change. Most of my friends came back to me with horror stories about their experience and I truly sympathize with them and their opinion and feedback has been taken into account. I will thread very carefully from now on and will keep my ears, eyes and mouth out for signs of dishonesty or abuse. But most of them told me that I should kick her ass. I did. But not kick her ass out of the house. She’s still here….and I feel torn about keeping her or kicking her out of the house. Then some friends DID tell me that I was too soft on her and to never take these things lightly and that she will repeat the offense or take revenge on me that I dug through her personal belonging. Then my husband looked at me and told me this that we’ve all made mistakes before and everyone who makes mistakes (albeit trivial ones) should be given another chance. Making one mistake does not a criminal it make. But listen up, here’s where I get a little edgy….she’s living in my house, has the key to my house, have access to everything that I call my own and she’s a liar. A bloody liar who can lie through her teeth with her eyes wide open with innocence. I hate nothing more than liars….and to live with a liar in my lair…..it makes me sick to the stomach. But then again, I’ve lied before so, does it mean that I will continue to lie about everything else from then on? If I deserve a chance, wouldn’t you think she deserves a chance too? So, my stance for now is that I forgive her because she deserves to be forgiven. But who’s going to forgive me if something goes wrong and that I am proven wrong….my gut feeling of her being able to chance is wrong. Who’s going to forgive me then? It’s a risk and I have decided to take this risk. It saddens me….that no matter how much I care for her well-being, she cares nothing about me. This is the truth and I have to accept that and learn to be more cautious around the house and where I leave my things. CCTV will be installed and my door will be locked at night. I will take necessary action to safeguard me and my kids against the liar in my lair. Note: Those who wish to comment (on Blogger or Facebook), please be nice and civil to each other and no bantering please.