Jul 01, 2006 10:55
The money is gone. Boo. And it's too bad, because I'm seriously in need of some retail therapy.
As expected...no call, no show. So I called to find out if he was still coming and he was not. So why did I stay in last night? Why did I get up early this morning? If dropping my stuff off would have taken SO much time away from his family, why is it hard to pick up the phone and tell me he's not coming? So I vented. I told him what's been going on with my job and my mother in addition to putting up with his bullshit. It's been going on for months, but the only friend that I really trust didn't even know.
So there's the proof that friendship means different things to the two of us. If my best friend were on the breaking point, I would know.
I feel like I've come a long way in the 5 years, but I've felt myself slipping backwards lately. So I let go of the only thing that was bothering me that I actually had an option to. And I feel a little bit better now.
No more male best friends. Ever. Sorry Frogbot.