Sometimes life will trip you up and you’ll feel all the feels. Sometimes people will lie about you and convince others that their story is the truth.
Words used in such a way to wound and hurt, to destroy. False stories created to cover the truth.
But I’m not responsible for these lies told about me. I’m responsible for me and my behaviour.
I try as hard as I can to be honourable and decent. Often I will fall short. What I will never do is lie about a person just to be popular.
Sometimes the breaking away feels like you’ve cut a limb off, but the lies that were festering in the undercurrent made it impossible.
I am responsible for my words and actions.