Anonymous wrote:OP, I'm a NP here.
My husbands brother is like this, exactly. Most recently,
I once asked him what he ordered at a restaurant the night before and he said "salmon." I mentioned it to my husband later, asking what DH ordered and it came out his brother ordered a steak. (We eat anything so no vegetarian or special diet for anyone). An inconsequential, meaningless lie. It sounds ridiculous to even type out, but this is what he does. You ask him what cell service he uses, he says Verizon but you notice he has an ATT phone. No significant difference, just a group of people talking about rates. He said he picked up someone from the airport. Turns out that person took a taxi to his house. Again, no one cares, it's small talk. It's been 10 years of weird lies about, really, nothing. So I totally relate.
But what I have found from being a part of their family and seeing the dynamics over the years, is that their mother smothered and micromanaged his brother to death. My husband escaped it somehow, but their mother zoned in on his brother from an early age with nagging and hovering and really controlling stuff.
It is clear to us that his brothers lying is something he learned early on as a coping mechanism to push their mom away, get some semblance of privacy and independence, and just can't stop now, and with other people.
I picture his brother as a little boy just trying to cope with the criticism, nagging and overbearing ways of his mother, and getting some relief from saying he had an apple, when he really had a peach. It's sad .
He probably doesn't even know now that he does it, it's just ingrained in his behavior now.
I'm wondering if your husband has some sort of dynamic like that in his life?
NP here. Both my brother and I do not tell my mother when bad things happen in our lives. In the past when we told her something bad, she was constantly worry about it. If she got mad with us during that period, she would use it against us, pointing out such a bad thing happened because of our own fault. So we stopped telling her when we left the house. It is kind of sad because she really wants to be close but we dare not let her.