I have no respect for justice. I aim without killing. I break hearts and ruin lives. I am cunning and malicious and gather strength with age.
The more I am quoted the more I am believed. My victims are helpless. They cannot protect themselves against me because I have no name and no face. To track me down is impossible. The harder you try, the more elusive I become.
I am nobody’s friend. Once I tarnish a reputation, it is never the same. I topple governments and wreck marriages. I ruin careers and cause sleepless nights, heartaches and indigestion. I make innocent people cry in their pillows.
Even my name hisses. I am called Gossip.
Before you repeat a story, ask yourself:
Is it true?
Is it harmless?
Is it necessary? If it isn’t, don’t repeat it.
~ Author Unknown
A friend sent this to me in an E-Mail and I want to share it with all of you. I am sure we have all encountered this venomous entity at one time or another in our lives. We have all experienced the pain, humiliation, anger and even damage caused by gossip.
Unfortunately, most of us have also, at one time or another, been guilty of it, whether intentionally or not. Of course it is very hard to admit that we are guilty, but it is only through admitting it that we will begin to pay attention to what we say about others and thus be cured of this deadly (to others) disease.
How often have people told you damning stories about others, and how many times have you repeated it? The defence is usually: "It is not gossip, it is the truth". So what if it is true, if it causes distress or harm to another person, it is gossip.
Something else I have learned about gossip is that once the truth is known and it is not as sensational as the gossips would want it, they never go back and undo what they have done. They will just move on to the next juicy little story.
I am not going to play holier than thou and claim that I have never gossiped, but a couple of years ago I was burned pretty badly by the fire called gossip, and I hope I have learned a permanent lesson from it. My family went through a very distressing event in our lives. Someone close to us was accused of something very serious. It was very hard dealing with the actual situation, but nothing as hard as dealing with the gossip. The actual situation only tarnished the person involved, but the ensuing gossip tarnished everyone close to the person. Once the investigation was over and the person was cleared, nothing could be done to undo the harm that the gossip had caused... if only the gossips had waited for a week or two before they started spewing their poison, untold pain and harm could have been avoided.
After this experience I started reacting very rudely to gossips. When someone says: "I don't want to gossip, but..", I say: "Well don't". If anybody tells me a story that I suspect is gossip about someone else, I ask if they would mind if I check the truth with the mentioned person. I have lost a lot of "friends" through this behaviour, but I have found that I am no poorer for the loss.
One more thing I have learned through experience, and also the last thought I want to leave with you is this: "If a person gossips to you, the same person will also gossip about you - so beware".