lies

for me, my worst sin just affected me. i was 12 years old when I lied saying I had a boyfriend. in my head, that wouldn't be a big deal if I just stopped my friends from introducing boys to me.
I kept lying for almost a year, when I decided to "put an end" to that, "killing" my imaginary bf. everyone was moved, several people wishing me condolences, but the truth is that I just didn't want kids near me. Some friends of that time are still in my life, and for them, I had a boyfriend who passed away. I could never confess anything, because now it's been 8 years since that. I have anxiety and trust issues, and sometimes, it really seems that a dead person wants to solve a matter with me ...