Another one
Maybe there's something written on my head that says 'LIE TO ME!!!'. Or perhaps people are wankers.

I got very close to a girl called Sally roughly a year before I went to uni. However she wouldn't actually get involved in a relationship with me, despite the fact that I genuinely liked her, because she was going in the Army. Somehow this decision only came about after another one of mates and also my brother were destined for the forces. She was all set to go off to wherever in September, but suddenly she announces that she has put forward her departure, to early January.
This, understandably upset me, as I had grown rather close to her, and I hoped she'd change her mind, although I knew I'd be happy for her etc etc.
Surprise surprise, she changed her mind, and put the date back to the original September.
When talking to my brother, however, several innaccuracies occurred. Like, for example, how she and the rest of her prospective cadets had done assessment runs in town. In the middle of the day. In full army gear. before jaunting merrily back to the recruitment offices in the centre of town. There was more, but i can't really recall the details.

I began to grow more than a little bit suspicious at this point, and confided in a mate that she probably wasn't going to go to the army, and that she'd announce the decision to stay and go to college instead. Probably tell everyone near the beginning of the summer, so as not to leave it too late to go to college.

What happens in mid-June? Surprise surprise, she changes her plans. No real reason. Just 'not the right thing'. predictability, the one true trait of the pathological liar.

She also told me that she'd been sexually abused by her granddad, and that one of our mutual friends had accompanied her to court, when he was being charged etc. Considering this to be a sensitive issue, I declined to mention this around said friend, as I have never really been much of a gossip, and also it didn't really concern me. Although, she confided in me, so i guess it did.
I got quite emotionally involved in that one.

I find out a few years later, after having lost contact with her, that the whole 'being raped by granddad' story was a complete and utter fabrication. The mutual friend had obviously smelt a rat, it's not hard to work out how, and dug a little deeper. As well as the insanity involved in telling everyone such a blatant lie, one has to consider the dreadful fact that she had accused a member of her own family of raping her! I really do despair sometimes.

The worst thing about this whole thing was the we were both quite devout Christians at the time. i have since moved away from my religion, but as far as I'm aware she still has a modicum of faith. Sally needed psychiatric help, but that is frowned upon in the Evangelical church, and the emphasis is more on being forgiving and accepting. This environment serves only to feed the lies that these kinds of people create. Sad, but I'm better out of it.

Apologies for lack of humour, but I felt really betrayed when i found out about the last bit.
(pacman_40 Pocket Kleenex: for the wanker on the go, Sat 1 Dec 2007, 0:14, Reply)