Drama.
Not the theatrical, song and dance, and the magic of the stage drama.
Self inflicted, self-fueled, narcissistic drama. The kind you cook up while you're sitting alone in your apartment, staring at the wall and wondering why you're not out actually having a life. The drama that hurts others, yourself, and more than likely destroy any and all chances you would have of having a life.
I'm surrounded by drama. Thankfully not in my living space.
All the drama seems to circulate around certain individuals who seem to be in denial about their standings in life. They think that they're so secure that they can say whatever they want about everyone else around them, as if they are completely blameless. That they can believe that everyone does nothing but love them while in reality they have alienated themselves from everyone who could possibly consider them a friend.
I don't understand these people.
It's not difficult to live a life where you don't spend the majority of your time dragging other people down. At times, it is, everything in life is. But in the grand scheme, it's not hard.
I find myself sitting in a group of friends and hearing them talk about nothing but the rumors circulating around about them. Or I find myself sitting with certain individuals telling me how well they can read people and spreading the rumors I spend the rest of my day hearing.
Just stop.
You're not helping anyone.
You're not making friends.
You're only hurting yourself, your friends, and your relationships.
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