There's no way that you can  please everybody. I've long accepted that, I don't get berserk or throw a fist  every time I learned that people talk about me. Rumors will always  be the preferred side dish among circles, for others it's even the  main dish. One way or another people will always talk about other  people. That's human nature and can still be classified as normal. But when  do you draw the line?  There are people who would cook up  stories to indulge themselves. I don't have the license to say that  they are mentally challenged but what type of person who would go at length  spreading fabricated stories. Surely, not someone whose sanity is balanced and  stable.  
What’s  the objective? To solicit unwavering alliances; or simply mask their bruised pride and rationalize their shame. Someone will always leave  somebody. It's inevitable. It's always painful. You can never hide  the pain but you can always choose how to act on your emotion. You can move on  gracefully or you can be the perfect face of pathetic or downright  laughable.  I've long been a victim of some people's  nasty mouth. But I chose to let it pass for I don't make it my  business to give anybody the satisfaction of getting the best of me.  I also have my limitation. I get fed up.
  
Everytime I heard  rumors that these people had been stitching about me, my  nerves tremble  with anger. But there's nothing I could do about it. I couldn't make them stop. Rumors travel faster than the  speed of light, but it came to me in  installment.  It may be old news, but I reached the corner of extreme annoyance. Stories range from  a simple lie or cook up to a destructive fabricated stories.
 
I never  even doubted when they extended their friendship, later on I found out you were talking about  me behind my back.  I did things  for them or maybe most of them because I thought I owed it to each one of you. I should've known where you  were coming from. And as always some of them twisted the facts and let it appear they were the  victim. Did I ever open my mouth  lashing you? I  kept my mum.  I let it go. 
 
There were instance that you guys were so good to me but from  the day i found out you're backstabing me. I was disgusted with your  wickedness. I hate all of you more for that and how rotten you guys are inside. You all are so sick in the head. I was half in  tears writing this because of anger with intense passion. 
 
I'm summing my hatred  and anger here. For days I've been praying for the anger that held a  portion in my heart. That eventually I can reach forgiveness but I never got  there yet. I'm not a coward to hide under  faceless aliases. I can get my message  across without  using the traditional grapevine or creating a bogus face. You know who you all are and there's no doubt  this is all for you. This will be my first and  last entry about you ALL, scheming $#@%*#&. I know it'll get to  you ALL.
 
  
I'm writing this to let you All know that we knew how spiteful you guys are. That's  something all of you should really be ashamed of.  The  greatest proof of love is obedience. God I  love you but it’s so hard loving our  enemies.
 
Backbiting/stabbing is fleeting  but character assassination is another thing.
 
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Character  assassination is an intentional attempt to influence the portrayal or reputation of a particular person,  whether living or a historical personage,  in such a way as to cause others to develop an  extremely negative, unethical or unappealing perception of him or  her. By its nature, it involves deliberate  exaggeration or manipulation of facts to present an untrue picture of the  targeted person.
** edited post from my other blogsite