I’m not going to lie, I love hearing juicy gossip as much as anyone else. It adds excitement to my pretty boring life.
However, it hurts being gossiped about (note to self: no &$%#, Sherlock :P).
In high school I was the target of many rumors, gossip and snide comments due to my abusive friends. My peers would say things such as
“Is she pregnant?” (There was NO CHANCE I was pregnant)
“I heard she goes and smokes weed/crack/meth after school and gets drunk.” (I don’t drink or do drugs/smoke!)
And my personal favorite:
“I heard you did inappropriate things with [my abuser] inside of a classroom.” (No, I was actually STUDYING in the classroom!)
I would go home crying at least once a week because I was devastated that people could say such a thing about me!
It took me 7 years (middle school-high school) to realize that every time I gossip about someone, someone WILL spread hurtful things about me.That’s just the way the universe works.
Every time I gossip, someone’s heart breaks.
Every rumor I spread is another tear on my cheek.
I still gossip. I’m getting better at censoring myself.
Before I say something about another person, I ask: Would I want someone to say this about me? Would I regret telling another person this?
If the answer is no, than I had better keep my mouth shut.