Wanted: An Honest Person

I do not believe that there is an honest person in my life with the exception of one of my lifelong friends. Not one honest person. Friends, girlfriends, ex-girlfriends, bosses, and roommates. It doesn't seem to matter. I do not care how small the lie is, it is still a lie. When you tell a lie to cover the lie, that makes it even worse. I am so disappointed with the entire human race right now. I trusted these people, I went to bat for these people, I believed in these people, and their solution was to lie to me. My trust and belief in them made me lie to other people. Does that make me guilty? Why should I trust anyone ever again. I am the one that gets screwed over, left with the crushed spirit, and also left to clean up the mess. I am beginning to believe that trust is the Eighth Deadly Sin.