Day 15,126
A day where some cleaning got done and a got a couple minor things out of the way. Spent a bit of time editing a couple more of the pics from Sunday, and burned them to DVD.
Got a phone call from the friend I helped moved back in February. Before her move, her daughter had been taken into foster care, which was one of the reasons I was trying to help her out. I guess like two or three weeks ago she facebook chatted me and we were catching up. I was a little slow responding to one of her messages, since I was getting reading to head out to get Hunter off to school. When I apologized and explained this, she freaked on me. Said some insulting things, and boiled down, she told me to F off.
So I did. Then last week she sent me a facebook message, with a few more insults. I sent back a fairly neutral reply, which was replied to with more of the same kind of insults and a repeated message to F off. This time, I blocked her.
She called today. I was friendly, I think. She started talking, and was trying to explain. Her reasoning was that my comment about Hunter was designed to "rub it in" about her own situation and was meant to hurt her. I asked if she really thought I was that kind of person, that would want to rub it and hurt her. She basically said yes, and the conversation went downhill from there fast and ended with her hanging up on me.
*sigh*
What's wearisome about it all is that every comment she makes to me suggests that she sees me as a selfish, spiteful, hateful person out to do her personal harm. Which hurts and depresses me, because I have been supportive and helpful and positive towards her the entire time I've know her. At least I think I have - helping her move, helping her with groceries, helping her with her daughter, helping her deal with all kinds of issues, supporting her efforts in getting training and education...
... it's tired me out. Because this isn't the first time she's lept to this kind of conclusion about me. In fact, it seems like no matter what I do, this is always her first conclusion about me.
So I'm f'ing off, finally. I feel bad, and wish I could help her, but I feel like I've hit the bottom of the well. She clearly has no trust or respect for me, which leaves me feeling powerless to really help her at all. Essentially, I feel like whatever I do to try and help, or all that I have done to try and help her, was not help but rather just her using me.
All of this might be why I'm having trouble sleeping.
Got a phone call from the friend I helped moved back in February. Before her move, her daughter had been taken into foster care, which was one of the reasons I was trying to help her out. I guess like two or three weeks ago she facebook chatted me and we were catching up. I was a little slow responding to one of her messages, since I was getting reading to head out to get Hunter off to school. When I apologized and explained this, she freaked on me. Said some insulting things, and boiled down, she told me to F off.
So I did. Then last week she sent me a facebook message, with a few more insults. I sent back a fairly neutral reply, which was replied to with more of the same kind of insults and a repeated message to F off. This time, I blocked her.
She called today. I was friendly, I think. She started talking, and was trying to explain. Her reasoning was that my comment about Hunter was designed to "rub it in" about her own situation and was meant to hurt her. I asked if she really thought I was that kind of person, that would want to rub it and hurt her. She basically said yes, and the conversation went downhill from there fast and ended with her hanging up on me.
*sigh*
What's wearisome about it all is that every comment she makes to me suggests that she sees me as a selfish, spiteful, hateful person out to do her personal harm. Which hurts and depresses me, because I have been supportive and helpful and positive towards her the entire time I've know her. At least I think I have - helping her move, helping her with groceries, helping her with her daughter, helping her deal with all kinds of issues, supporting her efforts in getting training and education...
... it's tired me out. Because this isn't the first time she's lept to this kind of conclusion about me. In fact, it seems like no matter what I do, this is always her first conclusion about me.
So I'm f'ing off, finally. I feel bad, and wish I could help her, but I feel like I've hit the bottom of the well. She clearly has no trust or respect for me, which leaves me feeling powerless to really help her at all. Essentially, I feel like whatever I do to try and help, or all that I have done to try and help her, was not help but rather just her using me.
All of this might be why I'm having trouble sleeping.