01-14-2011, 08:27 PM
Perhaps time now to give him a break.
You always knew within 99.99 recurring percent that he was blurring the edges between fact and fiction, and with a little research you've proved it, but I don't feel there's much now to be gained from making him feel any worse.
If you want to continue his friendship you need to relax it a bit otherwise he may feel he's alienated you too much.
Yes, let him know that you know the truth but let him know also that he doesn't need to lie to you or feel the need to impress you.
I've had a few people in my life who told me pretty fantastic things about them selves, one guy told me with conviction that he was the reincarnation of an ancient Egyptian god and that a medieval seer had predicted his birth, a short painful and unhappy life but that he would be the saviour of man-kind. I used to worry about that guy! If he was challenged, no matter how appropriately, he would become very indignant and refuse to speak to me for hours or days.
Sometimes, and this is important and should perhaps be gently impressed upon your friend, that lies can sometimes back fire.
Someone else I knew told me that he was epileptic and prone to grand mall seizures in which he could involuntarily injure himself. One day I arranged to meet him at his flat but when I got there he wasn't answering the door. He wasn't answering his phone either and I thought the worst.
I flagged down two passing policemen who gained entry to the communal area of the flats and then forced his front door. The police don't muck about if they think someone is in danger and the entire door frame ended up having to be replaced.
He wasn't at home, he had gone out and not told me!
I always suspected that his epilepsy was a lie. He couldn't recall the name of his meds that he was dependent upon and had to take every day. He told me that he sometimes displayed behaviours which were simply a side effect of the drugs and that as he had once become so depressed he tried to take his own life with an over dose of his drugs, his GP now insisted that he visit the surgery to be injected with the meds.
One time when I stayed over at his flat and shared a bed as friends, he warned me in advance that his drugs sometimes made him sexual in his sleep and that if anything like that happened it would just be the drugs. Hmmmm... He did get sexual in bed, and I completely refused to respond. His warning was a sort of excuse to "Test the waters" and allow his ego to remain intact if I didn't respond.
The following morning he seemed to take his time getting dressed and he slept with only a smile! I mention this only because it gave me the opportunity to observe that he didn't have an I.V. needle mark on his body!
Silly boy!
You always knew within 99.99 recurring percent that he was blurring the edges between fact and fiction, and with a little research you've proved it, but I don't feel there's much now to be gained from making him feel any worse.
If you want to continue his friendship you need to relax it a bit otherwise he may feel he's alienated you too much.
Yes, let him know that you know the truth but let him know also that he doesn't need to lie to you or feel the need to impress you.
I've had a few people in my life who told me pretty fantastic things about them selves, one guy told me with conviction that he was the reincarnation of an ancient Egyptian god and that a medieval seer had predicted his birth, a short painful and unhappy life but that he would be the saviour of man-kind. I used to worry about that guy! If he was challenged, no matter how appropriately, he would become very indignant and refuse to speak to me for hours or days.
Sometimes, and this is important and should perhaps be gently impressed upon your friend, that lies can sometimes back fire.
Someone else I knew told me that he was epileptic and prone to grand mall seizures in which he could involuntarily injure himself. One day I arranged to meet him at his flat but when I got there he wasn't answering the door. He wasn't answering his phone either and I thought the worst.
I flagged down two passing policemen who gained entry to the communal area of the flats and then forced his front door. The police don't muck about if they think someone is in danger and the entire door frame ended up having to be replaced.
He wasn't at home, he had gone out and not told me!
I always suspected that his epilepsy was a lie. He couldn't recall the name of his meds that he was dependent upon and had to take every day. He told me that he sometimes displayed behaviours which were simply a side effect of the drugs and that as he had once become so depressed he tried to take his own life with an over dose of his drugs, his GP now insisted that he visit the surgery to be injected with the meds.
One time when I stayed over at his flat and shared a bed as friends, he warned me in advance that his drugs sometimes made him sexual in his sleep and that if anything like that happened it would just be the drugs. Hmmmm... He did get sexual in bed, and I completely refused to respond. His warning was a sort of excuse to "Test the waters" and allow his ego to remain intact if I didn't respond.
The following morning he seemed to take his time getting dressed and he slept with only a smile! I mention this only because it gave me the opportunity to observe that he didn't have an I.V. needle mark on his body!
Silly boy!
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