3 Truths and 1 Lie

3 Truths and 1 Lie is a game where
You go around the circle, having each player share their three statements. The players vote on which one they believe is the lie and at the end of each round, the person who stated the three truths and one lie, tells which statement is the lie. The game continues as such.

1. I once met Larry Flint at a casino.

2. I once was on a bus in Mexico with the Real World Cancun

3. I once was accused of soliciting sex when asking for help

4. I once was wheeled back to my hotel room in a wheelchair in Las Vegas

You try to make them all unbelievable or super simple to confuse people and mix them up.

The game is a fun one and one in which you can learn a lot about the people you are playing with. I was reminded of something today that made me think, “No one who knows me would ever believe I would do that.”

Spoiler alert: it’s one of the 4 above.

Double spoiler alert: it’s #3 and I didn’t do it, it was just perceived that way.

Three years ago, I attended a conference at which I met and connected with several highly successful people. One of them was a man who is a successful author and speaker. He captivated me and wanting to raise my standards of my circle, I reached out to him and asked him for guidance and help. I asked what events he might be at and what opportunities there were for me to work with him or help. I received a message back from his wife stating my “offer” seemed inappropriate and asking for clarification because he receives multiple “offers” such as the one they thought I sent.

I was at first offended. How could anyone think I was that kind of a person?! I realized they didn’t know me, so I replied with an apology and clarification because I didn’t want to be seen as such a person and I still wanted a professional relationship with them. If this happened today, I wouldn’t even bother with a reply. “Their loss,” I would think. Hell, I probably wouldn’t have sent the message in the first place. At the time, I was in a bad place personally and professionally and knew I wanted to get out, but had no idea where to start. I also remember being drunk when I wrote and sent said message, so I am guessing my editing skills were not up to my usual par.

I have no idea what reminded me of this. Me and those people are not friends on social media nor do we talk elsewhere. I think it may have been another message I saw to someone from around that time that also made me cringe. Regardless, it definitely got me thinking about it and it has been bothering me all day, so now I’m writing about it.

It still made me angry that anyone would think I would use myself in that way. I have always been straightforward and confident with who I am, but when it comes to the looks department, my confidence dwindles quite a bit. I have never thought I could get away with using my body to get things and probably for that reason have always looked down on those that do. These days, I am more comfortable with how I look, but still have it ingrained in me I won’t ever use my body like that. I value my mind and talents a lot more than my looks. Though I choose not to use my good looks to get what I want, I also have no opinion anymore one way or another on what others do with theirs. To each their own. If someone has a nice body and wants to “offer services” to get what they want, more power to them. That’s truly none of my business.

I digress…The conclusion I came to today was that I’m not going to let the fact that these people thought that about me bother me at all. That they immediately assumed I was trying to “offer services” says A LOT more about them than me. First off, they think they are worth someone offering those kinds of services. Kudos to them for having such high opinions of themselves. Second, they think there’s always a catch. They think other people just want to take from them and use them for something. The world had told them these people are everywhere trying to solicit you for sex or money or whatever and that is what they had come to expect.

I can’t fault rich, successful people for thinking this way. I’ve never been considered either of those things in the general public’s view of me and I am certain people come from all over to take advantage of wealth and status. It makes me so sad. For them and the world. How are we supposed to work together to make a better world when we all think the others are out to get us or out only for themselves?

Now more than ever we all need each other to get through life. Which is funny now that I wrote it out because we can’t be with each other, but we need one another more than ever. How can we help each other when we are all so skeptical and scared?

I have more questions regarding this than I have answers. I’m just as skeptical about people I don’t know as anyone else. Maybe more so than the average person. Sometimes you just have to take a risk and trust, I guess.

What I do know is that we should never assume someone’s intentions. If anything, assume their intentions are Good and from a Pure place. I’m not saying trust everyone 100% or let your guard down at all. I am saying more problems arise when we assume someone’s intent is from a bad place. Assuming the worst isn’t good for anyone. Take things that are said as they are said at face value. You’ll save a lot of time and energy thinking about things this way.

Let’s all give each other Grace.

Let’s all work together and make the world a better place.

Let’s all sit down and play a game of 3 Truths & 1 Lie, learn fun facts about each other, and come out of all of this better at communicating with one another.


~Love & Light, Sarah

Published by SarahV

Life blog about me aiming to help anyone I can. I am 34, a mother of 3 boys, a widow, a lover, a peace seeker, a Soulrocker, an Auburn fan (War Eagle), a Yankees & Packers fan, a free spirit, an adventurer & so many other things. Some say I also have hippie tendencies. I hope I can spread love & light & help anyone who may find themselves in a situation I have been in before or am in now. I am always trying to better myself & follow my HeArT.

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