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Big Fat Lies

What do you do when a person who you believe in starts a rumor or creates a lie about you that you know that you have never been a party to? Do you try and thrash it out with the person or let bygones be? Or ignore the person? Having been at the receiving end of this constant crap for a good part of my life I usually forget the nonsense and move on. Because let’s face it, a person who knows you both inside and out will never doubt you or create mindless gossip.

I know of a person who was at the receiving end of a stream of crap dished her way. From the time she was young until now she has had to fend off gossip and reason out with people. At times she even felt that the people closest to her did not believe in her. What was she supposed to do or what does she do? Don a different personality and change her course or destiny because of fake immature malicious liars or brave the never ending storm?

It does get rather difficult for people who are fall guys. They have been blindsided yet zeroed on so that they face flak for people’s unwillingness to accept them for who they are. Profound words perhaps but it does get a tad tiring having to explain all the time when you haven’t done anything wrong. But there are surly folk out there who do not bother to wag their tails and get the maximum mileage while dishing out offensive words. Don’t they realize that people have feelings? Or do they believe that their lies will never go unchecked? Told my friend this the other day that what goes around will ultimately come back around. And when you look at the stuff that mean people do, they think that they can get away with it. But no bad deed goes unpunished anyways because before they know it – smack they are dealt with a blow. But this time around the waterworks are clubbed with a ‘why me’ refrain. Well hello… ‘Tis your time to face the music pal, s’all! Just saying!

What say me dahlings???

Xo

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