Fly on the Wall

The walls hear everything, even when no one is there

I didn’t want to believe that my friends would actually talk behind my back. I ignored the signs and the warning that I received, and ultimately paid the price in a matter of words.

Without divulging the how, I found out that people nearest me were talking about me behind my back when I left the room. The things they said about me were cruel and hurtful. I couldn’t believe the things I was hearing.

It shocks me to think that people who I thought were suppose to be my friends actually aren’t my friends at all. After all the advice and conversations we’ve shared this is what they’ve chose to do to me. Way to burn a bridge people.

After all this talk about communication and being respectful, this is how things go. It’s almost as though what I said earlier didn’t matter. Now I know how my mother felt when she was talking to me and things went in one ear and out the other. I feel unheard and disrespected.

Now that this whole situation has come to light I can’t even do anything about it. The multiple individuals can’t even be confronted because they will only deny it or feel like it was an invasion or whatever. It’s ridiculous when you think about. But for some reason I had this suspension that “talk” was going to happen when I walked out. Called it!

I learned a valuable lesson today. Also that saying about friends close and your enemies closer. Maybe I’ll keep them close and then one day I’ll just crush them like the filthy creatures they truly are.

Talking behind someone’s back with others, especially in a position of power is inappropriate. So as of this point I’m beyond over this. I’ll sit here and play pretend for as long as I can take it and when my time comes they’ll know it.

Now for those of you thinking the wrong thing, no this isn’t one of those crazy posts, it’s just a vent outlet of sorts. But seriously, they will realize one day that they messed with the one bitch!

Blog by Melissa Chandler