Nairobi Woman Fears Enemies at Work But Office Gossip Stops After She Places Red Thread in Handbag
For months, I had been living in fear at my office in Nairobi. The environment, which should have been professional, had turned into a battlefield of whispers, rumors, and subtle sabotage.
Every day, I noticed colleagues giving me side glances, discussing things just loud enough for me to hear, or leaving my desk cluttered with messages meant to confuse me. I tried to ignore it, focus on my work, and maintain professionalism, but the anxiety grew unbearable.
I began dreading even stepping into the building. The tipping point came one afternoon when a colleague passed around a completely false story about me, and I overheard others laughing. I felt trapped. My work was impeccable, yet the gossip threatened my reputation, my confidence, and my future.
No amount of reasoning or confrontation seemed to help. I felt as if invisible forces were working against me, and I didn’t know who to trust. A friend whispered a name I had only heard about in hushed tones
