Dear_one wrote:
When I was young, I found the world so confusing that I assumed that nobody would risk adding to the chaos by lying deliberately. My sister had to teach me, so I wouldn't get us in trouble.
I had a similar experience when real young. I was considered very book-smart, and I knew I was, so my whole way of interacting with the world was to tell people the facts I knew. It hadn't occurred to me that people would speak something not to be a fact, because that would just show someone to be stupid. If someone said something I knew was wrong, I would simply tell them they were wrong, then tell them the right answer. When they got mad at me for doing this -- and they usually did get mad at me -- I was confused because
why wouldn't someone want to know they're wrong?
Growing up, my older sister taught me the subtleties of "the lie." Over and over, to her advantage and to my disadvantage, for years and years. I slowly caught on to what a lie was, and why other people did it, but could never figure out how or when to do it successfully myself. When I tried to do it, I'd never gain anything the way my sister and others would, and I got caught nearly every time I did lie.
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