Jan 14, 2009 14:14
(I wasn't going to send this to you, but I saw you today and realized that we're just ignoring each other so someone might as well say SOMETHING)
Ok, so...this isn't a nasty confrontational e-mail or anything like that. I'm going to try really hard to make sure it doesn't come off like that. I'm actually really questioning why I'm even writing this because I don't feel like I should be the one writing to you first but...since you haven't said anything and I feel like we're just cut off, I guess I will.
I know you and I aren't BEST friends but I thought we were good friends. I considered you a good friend. Especially recently with everything going
on with Haley, I felt like ------ and ----- and I were definitely "there for you" more than ------.
I guess my feelings are just hurt. I thought that you were on my side. I just don't understand what happened New Years Eve, why you thought it was ok to bring ----over. Maybe that sounds petty but you know to me it's NOT. You of all people know that. I know you know EVERYTHING about ---- and my relationship, and I've heard many of your stories too. I know she's treated you like absolute shit for over a year. And if you wanted to be friends with her again, I realize it's not my place to question that, but I'm honestly really offended that you chose giving ---- a kick out of pissing ---- and I off over your friendship with ------ and I. The part I don't understand is that I KNOW you knew what would happen, there is no way this was a mistake or a misunderstanding or you thought it would be ok with us or something. It wasn't an accident, it was obviously done with a malicious intent.
With the risk of sounding cliche...I thought we were friends.
I'm really sad this happened and I don't even need you to reply to this if you don't want to, I just wanted to tell you where I am.
Take this is as you may, I'm not begging for an apology or anything because I don't even know if that would cut it anymore, but I'm sorry it happened because I really liked being friends with you. But I obviously valued our friendship more than you did.
Post highschool bullshit is almost hilarious in its completely self absorbed view of life.
I think that if I could choose between sleeping through all the stupid and cruel things I did in the past and sleep through now, I would choose now. If only so I could shut off the buzzing in my ear telling me that your just a pawn. Self destruction or an iron curtain is the only way to keep from going down. Fly the nest into the sea and become another brick in the proverbial wall.