Have you ever thought that if you told people the true story of your life they wouldn't believe you?

Nah, with me, what you see is what you get. I don’t play games.

No, not unless they found it so boring and ordinary that they just couldn’t believe it.

I think I’m pretty fortunate not to have had very many extraordinary things happen in my life. In general, most of the extraordinary things that happen to people don’t seem to be good things.

Yes. GQ. But I won’t elaborate. Yay – I posted below @Jeruba—*SIGH *

Yes, but you wouldn’t believe me if I told you. Heck, I lived it and I don’t totally believe it.

Along the way I’ve had some interesting experiences and met some amazing people. But when I share one of my stories with someone, especially someone younger, the hapless listener often looks bored. So… I find myself retelling these stories less and less, and wanting to write them down more and more. I don’t think the boredom or lack of interest comes from their not believing me; more likely, it’s just that they can’t relate. For example, a friend told me recently that one his daughter’s friends in her 20s was amazed when he told her the first group Paul McCartney was in wasn’t Wings, as she believed. She didn’t even know who the Beatles were. How could she possibly appreciate my story about seeing Paul and Linda perform in Phoenix in the ‘70s?

Saving it for my memoirs

I don’t know how people can be so sure who the trolls are. I have always believed the stories of so-called trolls. I guess that makes me an idiot.

My feeling is that the truth of stories isn’t relevant to the function of this website. People have accused so many falsely of being trolls telling false stories. And they have completely whiffed in some cases where people were telling false stories. I don’t care, because I think all stories are true, and that truth has nothing to do with whether it reflects reality.

In any case, everyone is a false witness. Research shows we don’t remember things clearly and are very suggestable. So the search for truth is a foolish search, in my opinion.

Which is to say that you should believe my stories whether they stick close to the truth, or go far away from it. They are all true. Sometimes I tell the truth with reality and sometimes I tell the truth with made up stories. It’s still the truth. I believe other people’s stories are equally true.

This obsession with separating truth from fiction mystifies me. It is completely pointless. It doesn’t help you understand the world better. At least, not in this context (Fluther).

Nah. My story is pretty believable I’d say. It’s complicated and depressing, but believable. Of course, I don’t blatantly make shit up, so I don’t have to worry about keeping my lies cohesive.

My life has been really odd, so people tend not to believe me. It doesn’t bother me because I know what I lived through. I feel good I’ve gone through what I have, and came out pretty well.

No. I don’t think anything particularly outlandish has ever happened to me. Still, enough fun things and good things have happened for me to never feel the need to lie about who I am or my achievements.

My life has been strange all round. So maybe I am judged a troll. That’s quite sad all round. (I thought everyone had dramatic lives). It does make me wonder ‘why me’. But all said and done I’m kind of over it. I’m not very good at life and I’m sick of drama.

I perpetually tell myself the “true” story of my (uneventful) life – and even I don’t believe me.

When I was at school, a lot of my friends seemed to be attention seekers. One of them arrived at school in tears and told me her grandmother had died on about four different occasions. Another said she was raped on a school trip when she was five years old – I went to the same school as her, and the only school trip we went on at that age was to the local park and we were all accompanied by our parents. I didn’t want them, who were clearly lying, to judge my actual life and think it was also a pack of lies.

Yeah. I’m totally open about all the weird crap in my life, and it does make me wonder if people question my truthfulness sometimes.

No, there have been some very tough times in my life but, sadly, there’s a lot of people that have gone through similar difficulties and traumas so it’s all very believable.

I have led a fairly dull predictable life against which a few unusual events stand out in dramatic relief.