So it has been brought to my attention that rumors are spreading like an unstoppable plague in the mists of the unfortunate others who spend their days engulfing each and every word. It saddens me that peoples lives may be so petty that they live in the stories that they make up of other individuals just to entertain their own minds. Rumors are loud whispers of lies that feed on misinterpreted truths. They may be recycled and most probably project the actual truth of the person projecting them like fire in the wind. For a plausible rumor may be a lot easier to believe than the truth itself.
Not knowing the full extent of the damage you may cause it pleases me to say I am a rock that words could never crack or crumble. I AM the ruler of my own decisions and at least I may praise the people who raised me into a strong independent woman that would never be phased by such menial acts. So I bow down to my parents for the fantastic job they have done and to all my Jordanian friends as I am sure they know exactly where I am coming from. For the only persons whose opinions really matter are those of the ones closest to us and those who would not judge us if your lies were the actual reality. For judgment is a verdict and of a verdict you cannot escape.