Drama Drama Queen

The one thing I guess I’ll never understand whether I like or hate is Drama. There’s a theory about drama… okay, a theory I don’t really know…but I’m sure they have tons. Like have you ever wondered why drama happens in the first place. If it had a pyramid diagram or perhaps a flowchart I guess you can credit it to starting ‘subconsciously’ first. Like for example: you don’t want to tell Jane that Sarah bitched about her, but you do anyway.
There are certain conditions to that though… why did you tell her in the first place?
The flow chart spreads out to- Is Jane your best friend or not? If she’s not and just as close to you as Sarah (who we’ve assumed by now, that if you are going to tell on her, she’s not a best friend), then your basically calling out to Drama, ‘come come out wherever you are!’

When you do tell Jane depends on how you tell her. Don’t you hate those people who are already halfway telling, and then they say ‘But I don’t really know the entire story, but this is what I heard from Sarah, why would she say something like that?’ I mean that is like that thing they call ‘interviewer bias’ where the person interviewing asks a question in such a way that the answer is already formed to the interviewee, like, ‘Your bored right?’

Anyway after you’ve added fuel to the fire, it really depends on whether your going to tell Jane to ignore Sarah completely, which would be the wise thing to do, OR you could tell her to go confront her, be her own woman and not let other people push her down.
Yeah. Poor Sarah.

And then you wait and watch that same fire you fuelled run all over town, and then you tell other people, ‘GOSH! I really hate drama’ when your standing right there, at the corner, almost hidden from the huge scene Jane and Sarah have drawn out, cat fighting.

Whose fault is it?
Sarah’s for saying something mean in the first place? Jane’s for listening and carrying out an argument or dear old’ you, for telling on them.
Drama is NOT a matter of perception.