Delusional

A friend of mine told me that someone bitched about me behind my back. And i replied by saying that it doesn't matter if people bitched about me. As long as the people who means the world to me (family, close/best friends) still love me for who I am, then the rest of the world can go and screw themselves because I don't care about what they think.

In all honesty, when i heard that someone bitched about me, it did hurt a bit. But when i really thought about it, it didn't matter. I didn't want to know who was the one who bitched about me and I chose not to care. We all live in a world where people talk about other people behind their backs. I'm not saying that I'm guilt free when it comes to these things, but I can honestly say that for people who are close to me, I don't bitch about them.

So today my friend told me the identity of the person who called me 'delusional' among other things. From a certain point, I am delusional, but I don't like that term, I prefer the term dreamer. I tend to dream alot about things that I want to get, and I know where I stand in life and even though I don't know what my future will be like.

However, when I thought about it, I never really talked bad about this person, and from what I know from the supposed 'friend' who bitched about me is that, he is no better than me, I am no better than him. Everyone bitches about everyone but at least I know who I will not be calling anymore.

Xoxo

Jeffrey James

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