The slow, painful persuit of wisdom…

Here is something I have known in the past but only recently learned: If someone is talking about me, if someone is gossiping or complaining about things they don’t like about me… I don’t want to know. I don’t need to know. Unless they’re plotting my demise, there’s nothing about the situation I need to know. All it’ll do is hurt me to know that so-and-so hates the way I dress or who I’m friends with or thinks less of me because of how I choose to live my life.

That’s all.

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