There is a young women whom I truly am very fond of. She has many wonderful qualities and one that is troubling me greatly.
I will call her Ann.
Ann lies all the time, makes things up, strange stories.
Said she has had cancer. Been molested. Has other numorous illnesses. Has taken courses that I know she hasn't. It goes on and on. Whenever she starts to tell you something like (the house I grew up in) she then goes on to a point where you know it's a lie. Part of it is true but then she starts on this other line of things that are so far fetched you know they are not true.
I understand her childhood was not perfect not many were. But she has a loving husband and many, many friends. I have heard her lie to them and me, telling different stories for the same thing and I am just so confused as to why this goes on and why she does this.
Any advice, should I say something? I am so lost here.