An Open Letter To The People Who Talk Behind Your Back

An Open Letter To The People Who Talk Behind Your Back

"Everyone is going through their own battle. You shouldn't be throwing extra stones."
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Whether it's an ex, an old friend, that girl that always seems to be making fun of you, those rude guys in the back of class or anyone for that case, talking behind someone's back about them is just plain rude. Everyone is taught to be nice to each other, but clearly, some people missed that part of school. What still baffles me to this day is why others feel the need to talk about someone else behind their back? I would love to know what kind of joy or satisfaction that brings them?

In my own experience, I've realized that what people say behind your back just proves they are clearly not mature enough to say it face-to-face. If you have a problem with me or vice versa, you know I would talk to you first! It makes those who gossip very rude. Personally, I would much rather have someone talk to me about an issue they have instead of causing me to hear about it later from someone who isn't even involved in the situation. Not everyone knows exactly what everyone is going through since a majority of the population is great at hiding their personal struggles, unless you're that one person on Twitter who tweets every single aspect of their day. And being that way is perfectly fine! Everyone expresses emotions differently, just don't be that person who uses their way of expression against them.

What makes it worse is when the person who is doing the bullying or gossiping used to matter deeply to you. First off, it hurts! (Worse than the initial problem.) If someone really cared about you, no matter how badly the ending of your relationship was, they should accept that fact and be happy for whatever path you take. Not sit there and bash you to their friends just because you might be actually happy for once. I'm sorry, but if I would have known you wouldn't be mature enough to give me the respect I'm giving you, my name shouldn't even be in your mouth.

My advice is, if you have an issue with someone, talk to them and not about them! It's honestly not that hard and if it is, you should not be saying those things. Rumors, gossiping, ridicule and bullying are hurtful! So the next time you say or hear someone say something about someone else that you know would hurt you if you were in their shoes, speak up. You would want someone to do it for you, so do it first. And maybe, just maybe, our world would be less full of those who hurt and more full of those who help. "Everyone is going through their own battle. You shouldn't be throwing extra stones."

Cover Image Credit: Claire Zebrowski

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Dear Mom,

I hope you know that I appreciate you.

You are the hardest working woman I know, continuously putting your family before yourself. Thank you for doing all of the tedious jobs that no one wants to do like keeping the house in order, cooking the food, and doing the laundry. Thank you for constantly putting up with my siblings and I. Thank you for always supporting us in our interests and hobbies. Thank you for investing in our daily lives and listening to our minor problems. Thank you for always loving us unconditionally.

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I hope you know I'm sorry.

I know I can be a big pain in the butt sometimes, and for that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for yelling at you, arguing with you, not listening to you, and making dumb decisions at times, but thank you for loving me anyways. Thank you for helping me stand back up, teaching me right from wrong, and pushing me to be the very best version of me.

I hope you know your love inspires me.

You live your life with a love that is contagious. Whether its nurturing love, tough love, friendly love, or romantic love, you have it all and you show it daily. The love you and Dad share is something I hope to find one day and the love you have for your family is evident in the way you constantly put us first.

I hope you know that you are my biggest role model and hero.

Ever since I was a little girl, you have been the person I have looked to in my life. You are strong, independent, confident, loving, supportive, and nurturing-- everything I strive to be as a woman and as a future mother. You give the best advice, even when I don't always take it. Though, I should know better by now because mothers always know best. Without you in my life, I honestly don't know where I'd be.

I hope you know that you are my best friend.

Not only are you my biggest cheerleader supporting me in everything I do, you are the person I talk to about everything, whether it's good or bad. I'm honestly so thankful for the relationship we share because I've had countless screwups and you literally give the best advice. Seriously, thank you for being the person I can count on at all times, at any time of the day or even night to just talk with. I mean we really do have some of the best conversations, best laughs, best cries (when needed), and the most fun watching cheesy chick flicks together or going on crazy shopping adventures.

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I hope you know that I am here for you--until the very end.

I don't mean to make you cry or anything -- even though you probably already are, but I want you to know that when the time comes, I'm going to be there for you just like all of these years you've been here for me. I will be there to support you, talk with you, laugh with you, cry with you, and love you for all of my life.

Honestly, I can't really imagine my life without you -- but it doesn't matter because I wouldn't be here without you, so here's to you.

Thank you for being you.

Love you lots!

Your daughter.

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It can kill you or revive you, but whatever the case, it will change your life.

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A Poem Beginning with the Death of Caesar

Et tu, Brute?—Then fall Caesar.

[He dies.]


The stab wasn't what killed him,

no,

Caesar truly died of a broken heart.

Yes,

upon seeing his best friend involved in the conspiracy,

Caesar could no longer find the strength to live in this world.


I can't say I blame him.

A bond with a best friend,

a true best friend,

is deeper than family,

deeper than marriage.

They are your soulmate.


But that kind of relationship is a mutual thing.

It may be unspoken,

sure,

but it is mutual.


The pain of finding out a best friendship isn't mutual is unbearable.

The rejection is one thing,

but there's almost always an accompanying betrayal.


That's the real knife,

the real stab.

It twists in your heart and,

instead of blood,

makes tears flow.

And you stare at the one you loved so much,

wishing you could just disappear or die.


But you aren't Caesar,

they aren't Brutus,

and,

though the pain is there,

the knife isn't.

So you live,

wondering when the pain will end.


Still Fourteen - Beginning with a Line by Shakespeare

To me fair friend you never can be old

because you will always be fourteen,

awkward but happy-go-lucky,

with jacked-up teeth and mousy brown hair.


You knew no pain then,

not really,

and you were refreshing to my already tortured mind.

You made my dark times easier,

holding a flashlight out for me to find you,

even though you never knew what you were really doing.


Things are a little different now.

You have experienced pain and heartbreak,

despite my very best efforts to help you otherwise,

but I was there with a flashlight for you,

returning the favor.

You now know the full extent of all you did for me,

which makes it harder for me to hide my pain from you,

but I know that's for the best.


Still,

time has flown by the last eight years,

and every time I see you,

I still see the awkward fourteen-year-old in my algebra class,

asking if I want to work with her.

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