I’m feeling angry right now
And not really for any good reason. I just get really annoyed by people that think they’re better than others. Um, sweetheart, you’re not. But go ahead and keep telling yourself that you are. Go on with your bad self.
Midday ramble
I’m contemplating what to have for lunch. I have a tomato soup here with me…but that doesn’t really sound good. But I don’t feel like leaving either, plus there’s nothing really good out there to get…
I found some great recipes to try for this week. I’m kinda excited about that.
I am really upset with people. One person in particular. She was a great friend. Well, I was a great friend to her anyways. We met online, and became fast friends. At the last minute, she asked me to be in her wedding. I accepted. I found a matching dress and flew my happy ass across the country to be there for her. Did I mention her wedding was 5 days before mine? Yeah, I dropped everything to be there for her because that’s how much I care. Then two months later I flew up there again to suprise her. I stayed with another friend and we planned it just for her. I just wanted to see her again. I was there for her online and on the phone whenever she needed someone to talk to.
Then she couldn’t handle my depression. She didn’t know how to deal with someone with this disease. So she became a snotty brat. I explained to her that I was having trouble with life. That I was sorry I had this affliction, but I was unable to snap out of it like she wanted. She said I was “different” and that she didn’t know how she could be friends with someone that was “different”. So she started being a child in discussions. We are politically opposite, and so would seriously act like a child when she disagreed with me.
Then some time ago I guess, she deleted me off her Myspace friends list. HOW FUCKING CHILDISH is that?!?!?! Who the hell does that other than 13 year olds. It’s like the online equivelent of “talk to the hand”. Did I mention she’s older than me?
I guess I don’t need a toxic punk like that in my life. That’s cool. But it just feels like I got dumped. And I have mixed emotions. My heart is broken because I lost a friend. But my blood is boiling because she was such a fucking baby about it. I’m sure I’ll get over it soon.
After I stop feeling like a loser for being there for her all the time. But apparently it wasn’t enough.
