He said, She said, What I really said….

Drama seems to be all around us these days. It is all over our TV with people getting fame from it, while standing in lines it screams at us from the cover of magazines, the flimsy friends that as quickly as they come in to our lives leave it burning bridges behind them or just the usual unavoidable drama of life.

I recently experienced a large dose of drama with multiple players involved. After going through a very unique break up the “he said, she said” drama began. There were two kinds of people in my life. There were the ones that were sincerely there for me and wanted to help me through this always undesirable process. Then there were the ones that love to be in the know, using drama as power and to bond with others. At first it was hard to tell who was who with my eyes blinded with tears, I needed support and comfort and was receiving it from multiple people. As weeks and months went on I soon began to see which shoulders I had cried on were sharing personal words I shared and spreading them with fantastic twists. So began the game of “that’s not what I said”. One of the largest drama blow outs ended with relationships being cut off, both sides deleting ones from Facebook and ones that once felt like family no longer acknowledging each others presence. Things were completely twisted and taken out of context. I apologized to those that I had hurt for my participation but soon found that my words and the situation had been so warped that the mending was too exhausting and trust had been lost. Having no relationship would be better then trying to run around straightening out the mangled mess like a mixed up rubiks cube.

Just like weed seeds my words were altered and changed tossed into the wind, landing all over. Some people quickly killed them knowing the destruction and ugliness they would bring, others glared and murmured about the fact that they had been released at all and others let the weeds take over killing everything around them and continuing to spread their ugliness.

The lesson learned is in life there will always be the “he said, she said, what I really said” drama. Just like growing up and playing the telephone game people continue to play this with any juicy information their ears can pick up. They disguise themselves as fluffy cute animals, but you can't make friends with a squirrel. Squirrels are just rats in cuter outfits. In the end what matters is that if you and the ones that mean the most know the truth, people can keep throwing their seeds of lies.