When someone says “that’s my truth”, what exactly are they claiming?
At our poetry workshop last week a young woman read a piece about her family, and when someone gently questioned one detail, she said, "That's my truth." The room went quiet. Nobody knew what to say next.
I felt two things at once. Part of me thought she was right to say it. She was describing her own life, and the person questioning her had no idea what it had been like. Another part of me felt uneasy, because if everything is someone's truth, then nothing anyone says can be wrong, and that cannot be right either. Two sisters can have different "truths" about the same childhood, but surely something actually happened.
I am new to formal philosophy. I write poems, and in a poem "truth" means something slippery that I can't define. So I would like help:
- What is the phrase actually claiming, philosophically?
- Is it a kind of relativism about truth, or something else wearing that costume?
- Is there a way to honour what she meant without agreeing that truth is personal?
I suspect this is an old argument, and I would love to know where it comes from.