Growing up with a mother who has little to no conscience and who lied ALL THE TIME, I find myself to be the exact opposite. My best friend says that my honesty is both my virtue and my vice. I can't lie. Don't get me wrong, I've tried. But no matter what, my conscience always gets the better of me and I spill my guts. I think, for me, part of it is that I'm so afraid I will be like my mom, so I do whatever I can to make sure I never end up like that.