I’ve lied and gotten away many times about being a twin to people who I’ve just met. I have told countless people over the course of my life I am a twin. I am indeed not a twin. But every time anyone would ask me if I was a twin to someone they saw, I would say yes and never tell the truth.
You see, I am of mixed race. 50/50 black and white. I don’t see many people like me in my day to day life. In school growing up, it was rare to be in a class or even in a school, with someone who had my exact skin complexion and hair texture. But whenever I did, people would instantly think me and whoever was also biracial, were related.
My classmate (later friend) and I were sitting in the same group the first day of school when someone asked if we were twins. I instantly said yes but that we have different last names because our parents divorced and decided to surrender full custody of one of us and move away to make it fair. He ran with it and we never told anyone. Even the teacher thought we were telling the truth. I’ve done this numerous times with other biracial people who I encounter and get to know using random lies that sound almost unbelievable but not quite. No one (who didn’t actually know me) has ever suspected me of lying. I do feel bad about certain lies I used because some of my lies were actually kind of dark and happen in real life. I don’t do that joke anymore since I’ve discovered that the real world is not so funny.
Edit: I shouldn’t say I was never suspected by anyone because truly I don’t know that but I was never called out on it if someone did suspect is a better way of saying that.
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I’m glad to hear that you recognize certain jokes are not actually jokes, nor funny. That shows you are growing. Continue to grow. Today is what matters.
Wow. I’m genuinely struck by how people accept these stories, it’s simply astounding, and it’s especially interesting to hear you suggest on the impact of those lies, a capacity for self-awareness that, well, it’s quite something, really.
I’m a twin myself (no joke) and really don’t see any harm in this.
No harm, no foul. Why not
I’ve never understood why people like about trivial things like that. It makes them be seen as untrustworthy.
Try to stop giving out lies, considering how hard it would be to make up for them in the future.
People will LOVE you the way you are, you can be that unique person who is mixed, confident, and is beautiful with their incredible personality!
Believe me It’s much better to rely on other false facts about yourself.
And I’m so happy that you recognize that, and how you are self aware about it, It’s part of your growth, journey.
People make mistakes but not everyone do realize them 🙂↕️🙂↕️
me and my sister say we are twins too, when people ask. we are four years apart and look nothing alike, so it’s pretty wild in my opinion.
Is it a big thing as an isolated lie? Nah, can be a prank.
However, the mix of everything else and the consistency of it shows a larger issue.
If you lie enough about certain things, no one will believe you over something true. If you can lie multiple times about things that don’t need it, how can a person trust the big things you say.
Actions like this ultimately have long-term consequences.
Your mom passes and you need support? How can someone know you aren’t lying, you lied about having a family member.
You end up with a degenerative disease or cancer? No one will want to support because it could be another false experience you created.
Even if you tell someone you love them, how can they believe when the very perception of you as a person is obscured by your own lies.
as a biracial woman who had many biracial friends… i don’t see how this would have been believable. we were all the same mix but not similar looking AT ALL.
Yeah, so-most of the time we know when someone is lying about something like this and we’re just too polite to be confrontational as it’s not worth it.
People like you could channel your imagination and energy into creative writing.
Your stories don’t fool anyone lol people can tell if someone is lying about something outrageous “but not quite” or that are just so mundane that we are trying to figure out why you’re lying as opposed to figure out what you’re lying about. You have unsuccessfully convinced numerous people though out your life that you’re a twin, but you have successfully proved to many many people that you are in fact a liar.
If you ever get caught in the lie, you could just say that you meant to say that you are a professional baseball player for the Minnesota Twins.
I’m also mixed, half black and half white. I literally had the exact same experience as you. Except I never thought of messing with the slightly racist people and actually telling them theyre my twin. Instead people would ask if my best friend who was white was my sister and we would always lie and say yes and made up a whole thing about having different dads and living with different parents. There was one guy who I told the truth to like a year later and he was so confused cuz it made so much sense to him.
I have a neighbor who thinks me and my boyfriend are twin teenage girls.
she is very sweet, asks us when we’re going to start driving, asks how our dad is doing, refers to us as “girls” when we pass by. we do have neighbors that are twin sisters, we just look nothing like them—
we are both men, with short hair, and I am about a foot taller than my boyfriend. our neighbor always has glasses on but i think she must be close to blind.
Honestly I don’t blame you and I find this a funny way of handling it.
Do you think you used to lie about being twins with other mixed-race people out of spite because people who assumed you were twins gave you “all mixed-race black/white people look the same” vibes?
Don’t feel too bad. It’s just something you did, and now you don’t. I used to make up all kinds of lies. Sometimes, when we were younger, it was easier than explaining the truth.
a lie is a lie, but sometimes its hard to tell
I feel like sometimes people just want to believe in someone so badly that they don’t even question it. It’s wild how much you can get away with when you seem confident. Part of me admires it but part of me also wonders if it ever feels heavy to carry around