It is fascinating to have the spotlight on truth telling. Each story line tangles with anger, grief, even violence. But the focus on honesty is like a the wall in a maze. If you keep your right hand on a wall, you will find your way out of the labyrinth. 

One book about infidelity said that the loss of trust is as devastating as the adultery ever was. Being able to believe someone is what keeps us from floating out to sea like an untethered dinghy. Waves will come, sure as shooting, but if we have an anchor we can survive. 

Of course lying does not have to be audible to be corrosive. I can lie to myself. Sometimes it shows up like a defense attorney, arguing inside the courtroom of my head.