Here's the short version of how I got to where I am now.
>Be me as a child, probably around five at the time
>Family teases me about something
>Can't handle the bants, become secretive to avoid it
>Get used to and skilled at lying, hiding interests, doing things in secret, etc.
>Slippery slope, things become worse and more irrational over the years
>Be me now, early 20's
>Live almost entirely based around this persona, do almost nothing openly except play vidja
>My behavior is dictated by irrational fear of judgement and trying to be whoever I think the world wants me to be
>Worst with parents and family, still bad with friends and coworkers
>Not sure if I can ever be myself
What do? How do I undo like two decades of living a lie? How can I ever reveal this to anyone and finally let the act drop?
>>18117629
Move to a city where nobody knows you and your not expected to play the role you have been pushed into at home.
You'll realise the act isn't that much of an act.
Literally the exact same thing here, OP. My advice is shitty advice, but even shitty advice can be helpful.
>lies started to catch up to me
>slowly get new friends and be complete honest, but keep my distance
>this subsection of friends I reach out to when I want to
>tell them the complete truth about everything even if it may hurt them
>tell them I got a problem with lies so I'll tell the lie upfront and then tell them the truth after
Old friends:
>literally cut off outgoing communication unless approached
>tell them another lie that I seen a shrink that told me I'm a habitual liar, double life, personality disorder
>the few friends left accept me and move to other section of friends
>majority cut me off or maintain anger with me
Improving everyday now that I maintain only 1 lie now. I'm becoming more trusting in people.
>>18117629
Exactly the same thing here, OP. The person I am and who my parents think I am are utterly different. I know it's stupid and I should just stop lying and be truthful about everything, but it's really hard and feels like I would die from shame.
It's nice to know I'm not alone, at least.