Some people don’t just gossip or manipulate; they also weaponize it, targeting the very people they’ve harmed under the guise of ‘truth,’ or poetic justice. What this really is, is revenge. But, for what exactly? In their eyes, they’re taking revenge for imagined slights, perceived disrespect, jealousy, or simply for being caught in a reflection of their own behavior... even though they would never admit it. They often sprinkle in a grain of truth; just enough to make their narrative believable- While twisting context, exaggerating faults, or outright lying. They stir drama and cast blame so convincingly, that their targets end up defending themselves (sometimes reactively, often defensively) while the abuser plays victim. This creates a vacuum of confusion, self-doubt, social isolation and withdrawal, and emotional exhaustion. Victims are forced to navigate a minefield they didn’t create, often questioning their own perception while the abuser’s narrative drops faster than a cringey 2000's Eminem diss track (hands up! hands up!)... **neurodivergent grimace**... It’s not loyalty, concern, or nuance; it’s cruelty disguised as performance art.
And, FFS: Before you assume anything about someone, and become a little flying monkey, ask yourself: Have you ever actually met the person in question? Do you *actually* know them, personally? Have you been a recent part of their life? Or are you only seeing them through the warped filter of someone else’s (alleged) story? If the answer is anything other than yes… congratulations! You’re forming opinions about a caricature; not a real human being. Here's some free advice, especially for women: Stop outsourcing your judgment (we've all done it). If you’re letting someone else dictate your opinion, it’s probably because you crave approval (often male), or your self-worth is conveniently on vacation. Try therapy (be discerning), and standing apart from that protective group think bubble for once.
Writing this isn’t just venting or documenting chaos. It’s my way of permanently killing off roles that I never auditioned for. By observing patterns, exposing manipulative tactics (which I know are not always conscious), and holding up a mirror- I reclaim the space and energy that used to be wasted on their games. I’m not here to argue, to prove anyone wrong, or to beg for recognition. I’m here to live clearly, and on my own terms. Fucking finally... And if someone feels implicated, that often says more about them, than the situation itself.
Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday, yo (I can’t be your Superman).
