Filing For Divorce
So I come home from work yesterday and announce my sister that the wife and I are separated, and if things aren't resolved soon, I will be filing for divorce. Let me just say that Dana is my best friend. I love her dearly. But there are a lot of things wrong with our friendship, and I am tired of always being the one who rolls over and lets it go. I don't make a big deal out of things because it seems like it's not worth it. We've had arguments in the past, and they never seem to get us anywhere. Well, I'm tired of it.
The differences between us never seemed to bother me much. It was actually somewhat funny to see how we could be so alike and so completely different at the same time. But it's gotten to the point now where those differences are pissing me off and hurting my feelings, and I'm tired of it.
As I told Kris, it might be lame, but the fact that Dana was an hour and a half late last weekend really pisses me off. Her argument for that is the traffic. Yes, there was something going on at the Arena, and yeah, that made it worse. But if she would have left when she was supposed to, it wouldn't have been so bad. Rachael managed to make it to my house on time, and she essentially lives down the street from Dana. She took the same route to get to my house. She made it on time. Not to mention, Dana knew she had to pick Angela up. If she KNEW she was going to be running late, which she did, she should have told me, and I would have picked Angela up myself. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal. I was ready.
I'm just so sick of it. Constantly feeling like I'm the friend of last resort until she needs something. Then I'm the first person she calls. When she needs someone to clean up her messes or solve her problems, she calls me. And that's okay because that's what friends are for.
But it gets aggrivating when it's the same fucking mess every time. Always the same solution, she just never learns from her mistakes. And that's too bad. But at the same time, it's annoying. She's about to be 24 years old. Time to start being a grown up. Like it or not, we're not getting any younger, and this whole time moving on thing, it's not going to change. Sometimes it sucks, but at the same time, was being a teenager really any better? I don't understand the fear of taking ownership of your life. Then again, I have never been the kind of person who takes a passive role and lets life happen to me. I'm not comfortable being a victim. She is, and that's a huge part of the problem. She spends all of her time questioning how the shit in her life could always be happening to her. Me? I'm always wondering what the lesson is, and how I can prevent it from happening again. But that's the difference between the two of us.
As Rufio said, "Your selfishness is wearing thin." And maybe I'm being selfish here, but I'm tired of always feeling like this. And she deserves to know that I'm through with it.....
"Best friends means I pulled the trigger." -Taking Back Sunday
The differences between us never seemed to bother me much. It was actually somewhat funny to see how we could be so alike and so completely different at the same time. But it's gotten to the point now where those differences are pissing me off and hurting my feelings, and I'm tired of it.
As I told Kris, it might be lame, but the fact that Dana was an hour and a half late last weekend really pisses me off. Her argument for that is the traffic. Yes, there was something going on at the Arena, and yeah, that made it worse. But if she would have left when she was supposed to, it wouldn't have been so bad. Rachael managed to make it to my house on time, and she essentially lives down the street from Dana. She took the same route to get to my house. She made it on time. Not to mention, Dana knew she had to pick Angela up. If she KNEW she was going to be running late, which she did, she should have told me, and I would have picked Angela up myself. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal. I was ready.
I'm just so sick of it. Constantly feeling like I'm the friend of last resort until she needs something. Then I'm the first person she calls. When she needs someone to clean up her messes or solve her problems, she calls me. And that's okay because that's what friends are for.
But it gets aggrivating when it's the same fucking mess every time. Always the same solution, she just never learns from her mistakes. And that's too bad. But at the same time, it's annoying. She's about to be 24 years old. Time to start being a grown up. Like it or not, we're not getting any younger, and this whole time moving on thing, it's not going to change. Sometimes it sucks, but at the same time, was being a teenager really any better? I don't understand the fear of taking ownership of your life. Then again, I have never been the kind of person who takes a passive role and lets life happen to me. I'm not comfortable being a victim. She is, and that's a huge part of the problem. She spends all of her time questioning how the shit in her life could always be happening to her. Me? I'm always wondering what the lesson is, and how I can prevent it from happening again. But that's the difference between the two of us.
As Rufio said, "Your selfishness is wearing thin." And maybe I'm being selfish here, but I'm tired of always feeling like this. And she deserves to know that I'm through with it.....
"Best friends means I pulled the trigger." -Taking Back Sunday