Life Strikes Again!
Apparently, no matter how hard I try to do the "right" thing, it always backfires on me and someone ends up angry or hurt and I end up looking like the biggest asshole in the world. Maybe I should just stop caring about others happiness and start caring about only my own.
For those of you who want to know: early this morning (read 1:30am-- and hour and a half into Jason's birthday) Jason was asleep in bed and I was checking E-mail and making a little update on here to make sure that everyone in livejournal world knew it was his Birthday. During that, I got a phone which woke Jason up and scared the crap out of me. I answered it, and it was my friend Jody sitting outside and crying. I, knowing that the only other person she could talk to, she couldn't get ahold of, went outside with plans to return as soon as Jody felt better. After sitting there for about an hour and a half with her and listening to her and TRYING to cheer her up, she felt better and we came back inside. Jason was upset because I had left him alone on his birthday. I thought he was going to go back to sleep after the phone rang, but I was wrong. I felt HORRIBLE, and apologized and apologized. I jumped in the shower and crawled into bed as fast as I could. I then woke up this morning, came on livejournal, and saw that there was a post that made me seem as insensitive as anyone could ever be. Making it seem like I was just "hanging out" with Jody. Let me tell you, if that's hanging out, I hope I never have to hang out with a friend again... because there's nothing worse than knowing the only thing you can do is hold a person while they cry.
So, I'm an asshole because I care too much. At least I already knew that life was unfair.
For those of you who want to know: early this morning (read 1:30am-- and hour and a half into Jason's birthday) Jason was asleep in bed and I was checking E-mail and making a little update on here to make sure that everyone in livejournal world knew it was his Birthday. During that, I got a phone which woke Jason up and scared the crap out of me. I answered it, and it was my friend Jody sitting outside and crying. I, knowing that the only other person she could talk to, she couldn't get ahold of, went outside with plans to return as soon as Jody felt better. After sitting there for about an hour and a half with her and listening to her and TRYING to cheer her up, she felt better and we came back inside. Jason was upset because I had left him alone on his birthday. I thought he was going to go back to sleep after the phone rang, but I was wrong. I felt HORRIBLE, and apologized and apologized. I jumped in the shower and crawled into bed as fast as I could. I then woke up this morning, came on livejournal, and saw that there was a post that made me seem as insensitive as anyone could ever be. Making it seem like I was just "hanging out" with Jody. Let me tell you, if that's hanging out, I hope I never have to hang out with a friend again... because there's nothing worse than knowing the only thing you can do is hold a person while they cry.
So, I'm an asshole because I care too much. At least I already knew that life was unfair.