You know what’s not ok? Gossiping about things that we know nothing about, especially when we have no idea if the things are true or not.
I’ve tried to make it ok, I really have. I’ve tried to justify all of my nastiness, but none of it is justifiable. If I don’t know if it’s true, I have no business discussing it.
Now, I’m going to go easy on myself here for a sec, because I am human. I’m going to give myself the green light to say whatever I want to say in my journal, to my deaf dog, to my husband (until he tells me to stop, which is ok), to my therapist, and to a few close friends, privately. Because sometimes you need to talk, yes? Sometimes you need to speculate and process and that may include being nasty, or gossipy, or bitter because you need to get that shiz off your chest in order to move forward.
But I will not contribute otherwise. (I will not be perfect in this, I’m sure.)
I’m not saying that I will “shrink” myself and my beliefs. I’m saying that I will pause before I speak and not share my info in a public space unless I know it’s true. And if I don’t know if it’s true, and I still need to share, I will say that I don’t know if it’s true.
But most conversations I am a part of is just my friends and I talking about things we know nothing about. And so I’m going to stop.
And I’m going to ask you to do the same. Please.
The world is difficult. And we are making it more difficult on ourselves by sharing nastiness and gossip. Why are we doing this to ourselves? Why are we making things harder on ourselves and others?
Let’s stop. It’s not adding value to anything. And it’s not helping us feel better. In fact, I think it’s making us feel worse. I don’t want to feel worse. And I don’t think that you do, either. I want to feel love. And I think that you do, too.
I love you. TRUTH.