read as “back-biting”.
Agreed, we all bitch. no debate there. but its an art… not everyone can carry it off with panache. i mean… c’mon… how hard can it be to perfect this? after all its something that is done day in and day out. for some its like oxygen, having to bitch about everything and everyone just to feel like there is nothing in this world that can be bitched about them. coz the moment i start bitching there is this lil creature that jumps up within me, questioning me of the number of opportunities i’ve given people to bitch about me. that doesn’t stop me of course, but it makes me guilty, and you know what, i like this guilt, someday it might just reduce my bitching to a reasonable level. what concerns me, actually not concerns… more like… makes me feel sad and funny at the same time is how much it becomes a part of some lives that its routine… absolute guilt free everyday activity.
i do have the habit of sounding too proper sometimes, you know the way i write about things that bother me, in a sort of putting people down way, and then it strikes me, thats exactly what bitching is. talking about someone or something that bothers you without examining why it bothers you, just putting them down coz they bothered you. empathy has absolutely no place in the bitch mind. coz if there was any, you’d be wondering why instead of why “to” me? or why “around” me? or the likes.
why does any one deserve empathy? ironically its coz you can never see it from their point of view unless you’re them. that’s probably why empathy is important. not to understand what the other person feels but to accept, because you don’t understand. who is deserving of this generosity of yours is of course upto to you. you may feel someone is unworthy of your empathy and thats acceptable. if you don’t at any point feel anyone worthy, maybe its time for you to look inwards. what about you makes everyone else around you so unworthy of your goodness?
the disturbing part for me is interacting with people i have bitched about. i feel really awkward. i mean, as per bitching rules, the other person doesn’t know what you have spoken of them, so are you supposed to act all normal around them? like they never bothered you at all? i find this almost excruciating. it takes the joy away from bitching, to go through all that acting, to choose words carefully, not to let the venom escape as subtext. and as if it wasn’t enough that you’re going through all this confusion in your head, this person is unbelievably normal around you. worse if they are sweet. so should you just fucking not bother about the bitch bites and sting them left right and center? but then… that isn’t bitching right? its supposed to be done discretely, it doesn’t qualify otherwise.
so whatever your trigger might be, calculate your risks, remind yourself of the losses and see if at least that is worth your precious self that is “oh so likable” “oh so good” “oh so flawless” and “oh so bitchy” .
yes… i’m sadistic, i want you to stop having fun bitching about me!!! 
This is a bitch post!!! if you didn’t get it by now.
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