What is Truth?

“We're stuck in a reality that is based on our perception,” said one of my survey respondents during my 20-question truth interview with her. Her comment made me think: what are times in my life when reality wasn’t based on the truth, but instead on someone’s perception of the events? And the first image that popped up in my head? This pair of clear pink scissors: Since I learned what colors were, pink has always been my favorite. In first grade, our classroom had a shared bucket of scissors. It was only natural that the pink ones were the only ones I would agree to use.  But another little girl in my class loved these pink scissors as much as I did. Her name was Kayla. I am not sure what series of events led to this point, but one day, Kayla and I found ourselves fighting over this pair of highly coveted scissors. It was a fair fight. And somehow, Kayla’s little hand got cut in the scuffle. Immediately, she ran crying to the teacher. “Lydia cut me!” And that was it. The next thing...