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Dec 26, 2008 16:23

Christmas ended on a very hurtful note. However, I feel a bit foolish bothering to be taken by surprise by people anymore. If anything my former friend's actions last night pushed me feet first into the realizations that were already poking their heads up. I crawled out from the bottom and I will not carry any parasites into the sun ( Read more... )

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platformjunkie December 27 2008, 14:45:04 UTC
Well, it's sort of a long story, but here goes:

My work gave everyone a turkey for christmas. Usually, I'm inclined to eat sushi or chinese food every christmas but, as I was trying to be more family and loved-one oriented this year, I got this bright idea. Rick is supposedly about to go away to rehab for a while and I thought we could have christmas dinner together. So I gave the turkey to him to prepare on christmas eve and we made plans for nine-ish christmas night. I purposefully ate VERY little all day (despite going to an Italian christmas party!) so that I would not be all full come night. Night rolls in and I call Rick......No answer. At about 9:45, he calls me back and says "sorry" and that he had ran out without his phone. He said the Turkey was almost done and that he had to run an errand and would be back in twenty. So an hour and a half later and I am furious! He finally calls me and is noticably slurring. He says that they had went to his junkie girlfriend's house and that her mother had given them tickets to go see a movie, but we could come over and get some turkey before they went. He also made nothing beside the turkey. At that point I told him I'd rather if he just shoved the turkey up his ass and that I (the only person who hasn't turned their back on him yet) felt it best if we no longer spoke. By this point everything was closed and I fucking went to bed hungry on christmas!

Now, I know...it's Rick. He's a junkie. I just honestly believed that we could have a nice dinner together. I was prepared to deal with his girlfriend nodding out in the mashed potatos, so long as I got to break bread with what used to be my brother.

It was the last straw. I didn't want to turn my back on him b/c he has no one else. Sadly, there is a reason for this that was illustrated in detail.

fucking junkies.

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