No, really. I can’t.
Sure, I can omit, avoid, or possible even bend. But flat out lie? Can’t do it. I have a lot of flaws. A lot. But lying just ain’t one of ’em.
The whole concept is something that I’ve never even been able to wrap my brain around. I don’t understand it. How is it even physically possible to say a thing that isn’t true?
I remember the first time I heard/saw someone lie. It was in fourth grade. There was this boy in my class named Jesse (no clue why I remember his name. probably because he traumatized my brain for life) and he was always getting into trouble.
At some point him and I didn’t see eye to eye on something. I’m pretty sure he had hit me. Probably with his hairbrush.
So I did what any respectable 10 year old girl would do. I told on his shiny-haired tail.
Me, him, and Miss Woodard ended up in the hallway. I, of course, did my part to keep the threads of society from unraveling: I told the cold stark truth.
“He hit me with his hair brush!”
Then that evil, evil boy said:
…wait for it…
…wait for it…
“No I didn’t“.
Gasp. Horror. Shock. Awe.
I clearly remember my jaw physically falling open. It was like some kind of evil magic trick. How did he even do that?! You can’t say a thing that’s not true! That’s like defying gravity or not having a crush on a New Kid on the Block. Impossible.
And yet there the jersey-wearing, shiny-haired evidence stood before me.
I still can’t lie. If you walk up to me today and say, “Jessica, did you fill-in-the-blank“, I will say, “Yes. Yes I did”.
Not necessarily because I want to, you see. Because I can’t not. Can’t. Not.
So what are you? A Jesse or a Jessica?