We have all been on the receiving end of texts, emails, calls, or fights where things were said to or about us, that no matter how the situation resolved, left an open wound of distrust. And we ourselves have delivered those blows to people, unjust, and without thinking, slaying them callously with our serpent tongues. For many of us, our tongues are the master and us its servant, slaves to what it speaks in our name, unable to stop it from wagging.
Those of us that are compassionate will often try to rationalize keeping these demons in our lives for fear of losing a friend. But the truth is we are poisoning ourselves. We are quite literally drinking a toxic emotional cocktail that robs us of our joy, self-respect, and happiness. And yet, just like any other addiction, we keep coming back for more.