Rumors are pesky little buggers. One little drop of speculation sends them into a rumor mill frenzy. Remember in high school hearing the "Well so-and-so told what's-her-name that she did such-and-such with you-know-who, you-know-where" stories? You would think as we grow older we would in turn grow wiser and be less into these usually tall tales. But nope. In some cases, it gets worse...who knew!?
I know what you're thinking: "Who doesn't gossip a little bit?" And you're right. We are all guilty of it. We are all guilty of being a lot of things - Bad friends, bad girl/boy friends, even bad relatives at times. But, for the most part, we tend to be well meaning. It's when well meaning turns into malicious and mean that problems arise. When you throw away those things you once found value in and start placing more value on revenge or getting a leg up on others.
But it does beg the question: At what point do we outgrow such childish behavior?
Apparently for some...Never.
As I see the dramas unfold in my life and the lives of others, it makes me pray that one day, we will get it together. I hate seeing friendships end, relationships destroyed based on outside noise, and family's at war over nosey people. I can't bare to watch. It's gruesome.