gossip.

Something weighs so heavy on my mind tonight.
So much so, that I want to sit and cry about it.
So much so, that I'd like to slap a few people.
Hard.
hard enough to wake. them. up.
Instead I sit here and write:
I can not count the number of times that I have been a topic of gossip.
That's fine with me.
Whatevs. really. glad to entertain you
in a
wouldn't you REALLY like to know kind of way.
I'm an adult though. I know who I am. I'm not going to mince words if you ask me,
to my face.
WHAT UPSETS ME is that,
I am starting to forget the number of times I can count that one of my children has been a topic of gossip.
I'm not talking about school house gossip either.
I am talking about adults who gossip about other peoples kids.
Gossip is just that. Gossip.
To an adult who knows who they are, they know it's just gossip.
BUT, to a child who is learning and growing.
It's a little more.
As I sit and type this, my face is hot and mad.
I want to go yell from the rooftops
"what is wrong with you!?"
Why would you gossip about a child?
You are an adult.
You are obviously not a concerned adult either.
Because if you were, the first person you would go talk to is their parent.
MAYBE, if you had done that in the first place, you would actually have your facts straight.
But, instead, you as an adult choose to gossip about a child.
Say things that aren't even remotely true.
Things that you HAVE NO IDEA what you are talking about.
What makes me sad, is if it somehow came back to me,
then it probably in some form has come back to my child.
UNLESS, you see it with your own eyes and hear it with your own ears
how on earth do you know what you are saying is true?
WHY would you even say it?
ANYTHING about a child.
If you are going to be the kind of person who gossips,
for goodness sake, at least keep to the gossip to someone your own age.
Don't you think our children have enough to worry about with kids their own age?
What hurts too, is these people are people who are my neighbors.
People who are friendly to my face.
People I see often.
People who maybe even were once someone I called a friend.
It breaks my heart a little.
I know I can't change the world for my kids.
I know that.
I know that I have to teach them how to deal with the world, how to face it, and to live with a good heart.
I just wish I didn't have to teach them this.
That even adults, gossip about them.
But, that it does not matter.
As long as they know that they are doing their best to be the best they can be.
As long as they know THE TRUTH.
Even if it hurts their feelings. It doesn't matter.
I hope they will learn from it.
And they will treat others how they wish to be treated.
That they learn that gossip is a waste of time.
That they don't waste their time on it.
ever.