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Several months ago, I wrote a post about how my best friend's boyfriend had been a complete bastard (told her he returned the engagement ring he bought). Well, they've finally broken up. On one hand, I want to kick his stupid ass for hurting her (and she is hurt, even if she thinks I can't tell), on the other, I owe him my heart-felt thanks for being such a jerk in his handling of things. At least this way I know there's no chance in hell of her ever taking him back.
The two were so unalike it wasn't even funny, and it took her five years to see that. When she finally did, she approached him about taking a break and starting again slowly. Reasonable request. Painful, yes, if he loved her, but reasonable. He responded by telling her that she was a disappointment and was betraying him. WTF?! He then gave her until the ninth to move out. And he left town because he "doesn't want to see her anymore." So now, in the middle of trying to deal with her first serious break-up, she has to find an apartment, pack, and move. Oh, and did I mention that she's an elementary school teacher? She hasn't received her placement yet for the up-coming term, so while she's at it, she's got to find a job, and then come up with a ton of supplies (out of her own pocket, because the budgets teachers get are jokes), and get settled in with work in, oh, two or three weeks.
And the worst part is that she's all the way down in the Melbourne area, and I'm up here. When she first told me, my immediate response was to grab my wallet and check to make sure I had enough cash to pick up a pint of ice cream on my way over. But then I remembered that she isn't just fifteen minutes away anymore. We can't just go sit in the park and eat junk food and curse every male our age we know. We haven't been able to do that in a long time. I can't even go help her move. All I've done is promise that if she ever needs someone to watch her dog for her (since obviously He won't be doing it anymore), I'll do it. But that hardly counts, considering I would have agreed to that even if the two were still together.
As soon as she get moved into her new place though, I'm gonna go down there and spend a couple of days with her, trying to make it more "her" place rather than just a port in the storm. She doesn't have any furniture except for the bedroom stuff, and she had already mentioned that she is probably going to have to ask her mom for a loan to cover the first and last months' lease (which she doesn't want to do), so I think I'll probably take her shopping and at least buy her a couch and some knick-knacks or something. I just hope that actually being there in person will get her to drop the stupid "I'm fine, I'm not that upset" act. I've known her for literally half of my life, and I'm not about to fall for that nonsense. I think that at the moment, she's truly alone for the first time in her life and is doing this just so that she doesn't break-down completely and so that she can find solid ground, which is of course a good thing, but I hope she doesn't try to keep it up forever. She needs to realize that none of us who know her are going to think her the slightest bit weak or foolish if she cries.
The two were so unalike it wasn't even funny, and it took her five years to see that. When she finally did, she approached him about taking a break and starting again slowly. Reasonable request. Painful, yes, if he loved her, but reasonable. He responded by telling her that she was a disappointment and was betraying him. WTF?! He then gave her until the ninth to move out. And he left town because he "doesn't want to see her anymore." So now, in the middle of trying to deal with her first serious break-up, she has to find an apartment, pack, and move. Oh, and did I mention that she's an elementary school teacher? She hasn't received her placement yet for the up-coming term, so while she's at it, she's got to find a job, and then come up with a ton of supplies (out of her own pocket, because the budgets teachers get are jokes), and get settled in with work in, oh, two or three weeks.
And the worst part is that she's all the way down in the Melbourne area, and I'm up here. When she first told me, my immediate response was to grab my wallet and check to make sure I had enough cash to pick up a pint of ice cream on my way over. But then I remembered that she isn't just fifteen minutes away anymore. We can't just go sit in the park and eat junk food and curse every male our age we know. We haven't been able to do that in a long time. I can't even go help her move. All I've done is promise that if she ever needs someone to watch her dog for her (since obviously He won't be doing it anymore), I'll do it. But that hardly counts, considering I would have agreed to that even if the two were still together.
As soon as she get moved into her new place though, I'm gonna go down there and spend a couple of days with her, trying to make it more "her" place rather than just a port in the storm. She doesn't have any furniture except for the bedroom stuff, and she had already mentioned that she is probably going to have to ask her mom for a loan to cover the first and last months' lease (which she doesn't want to do), so I think I'll probably take her shopping and at least buy her a couch and some knick-knacks or something. I just hope that actually being there in person will get her to drop the stupid "I'm fine, I'm not that upset" act. I've known her for literally half of my life, and I'm not about to fall for that nonsense. I think that at the moment, she's truly alone for the first time in her life and is doing this just so that she doesn't break-down completely and so that she can find solid ground, which is of course a good thing, but I hope she doesn't try to keep it up forever. She needs to realize that none of us who know her are going to think her the slightest bit weak or foolish if she cries.