The relief is gone...
So I told my other roomate and my godson today about my moving. She did not take it well. First there was anger. "I thought you liked it here." "I thought you were happy." "How long have you been planning this?"
Then the real emotional blackmail began. The tears. She has been crying for almost 3 hours now. She is a 35 year old woman. Not a 10 year old on a temper tantrum. I understand her being upset..ln fact I would be highly insulted if she weren't upset. But it has moved past the sad to see you go stage and is bordering on "oh woe is me...please pay attention to me". And honestly for someone who is supposed to be one of my best friends in the world...she hasnt even tried to understand that i need this move. I mean I have been an utter bitch (and I know this) for the last couple months. I hate being like that. I have barely left my room for more than work and meals in the last 2 months. She is focussing solely on herself...not even her son/my godson...just her.
Sorry I know this sounds horrible and like i dont care about her pain because I do...but she is a drama queen. Always has been. And it has always annoyed me.