Virtual Daze

You’re right. It is.

I’ve been dealing with your type my whole life. You’re the girl who whispered about the bookish girl, the emo girl, the chubby girl, the sporty girl, the prettier girl, or even just the girl who didn’t acknowledge your self-professed awesomeness. You’re the girl who started rumors, hinted at scandal, and just outright lied to others in order to be at the center of the popular circle.

And for a time, it worked. You pranced around and you gave fake kisses and hugs to everyone. You convinced people you were just the nicest girl in the world. People willingly did your bidding. Nobody dared speak out against you for fear of being ostracized.

Then it stopped working. Maybe you were caught in a lie, or maybe someone took the time to sit down with the bookish girl and ask if what you had been telling everyone was really true. Or maybe once high school was over, your Best Friends Forever stopped returning your phone calls. People grew up, moved on, and realized that you were nothing more than a legend in your own mind.

I didn’t like your type in high school, and I don’t like your type now.

You say things like “if you only knew what I know,” “you have no idea how bad it really is,” or “I just want to be left alone.” You convince people you’re a victim.

I have no doubt you will see this blog post. Not because you give a shit about my blog. It’s not widely read. I’m just someone with a small following on Twitter.

You will see this blog post because someone will alert you to it. A member of your clique, perhaps. Or someone asking if you happen to know who it’s about since you’re soooo popular and everyone tells you everything. Or you may learn about it because someone realizes that it’s actually about you and they want to make sure you see it.

You’ll see it because you’re paranoid. People who live in a house of cards have to be.

People are coming forward with what they know, little by little. They’re becoming increasingly uncomfortable that you’re accusing someone of serious things and you have absolutely no evidence. They’re wondering if conversations they’ve had with you in confidence will mysteriously become known to others, or if things they’ve said will end up in bizarre anonymous emails. They’re realizing this has been nothing more than a deliberate smear because YOU can’t move on.

Most rational people will participate in silly, inconsequential gossip. But you may have noticed those same people tend to distance themselves when they realize what you’re doing. They have started to piece together that you’re using them. You’re using them to spread your poison, to find out information on your behalf, to continue your obsessive, irrational, baseless mean girl campaign.

Of course, there are those in your clique who will continue to stand by you. Some are just pretending to be your friend because they’re using you like you’re using them. Some don’t like the person you’re doing this to so they say nothing. Some just believe every word you say because they trust you. I hope for their sake they realize sooner rather than later that you don’t have an ounce of integrity.

If you were even half the person you claim to be, you would tell the truth about what you’ve been doing. But we both know the truth would completely destroy your reputation, so you will continue on this path. Perhaps you’ll even double your efforts. If your skin is so thin that you cannot even withstand the occasional critique or sarcastic remark, perhaps you need to find another hobby. To suggest that this type of thing is “harassment” or “stalking” is absurd, and people are figuring it out.

This type of thing has a habit of coming full-circle, with little help from anything other than your own behavior. The mean girls do win sometimes. Maybe you’ll finally get the attention and celebrity that you seem to so desperately (and publicly) crave. Of course, it will be for all the wrong reasons.

And you deserve everything that’s coming to you.

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