I’ve become supremely jaded. Experience has taught me that nobody, no matter how trustworthy or how close to you, ever tells the truth, ever. Everyone will hurt you someday. Everyone. We are a race of liars acting in our own emotional self-interest, and we realize this about one another. So why do we always feel so shocked when we find out that people are yanking us around, when we knew they were to begin with? Is it the specificity of the moment, or is it something deeper?