I really don’t want to talk about it, but I think I will in
an attempt to clear it from my mind. One
of the main purposes of this blog is for me to get things off my mind and put
them somewhere else. I’m the type of
person who thinks about things way too much, overanalyzes situations and circumstances
until they can’t possibly be analyzed anymore, scrutinizes every last detail. I don’t forget emotional encounters easily
and I am a pro when it comes to holding a grudge. So even though this little situation should
be done and over, I still find myself thinking about it every now and then. Hopefully discussing it here will be the
final chapter – the conclusion.
Remember when I said I had friends who recently announced they
were expecting twins? I was disappointed
because I found out on FB. Then I was
disappointed because the wife (mom of twins) unfriended me. I know, I know, I shouldn’t care. But I did.
Because I take friendships seriously.
Because I thought we were better friends and I was hurt.
In the meantime, I had a couple FB posts about friendship - nothing contentious. Just that I was disappointed about losing friends and I posted on what friendship meant to me.
So I was at a cookie exchange when my dear husband posted
this on FB: “If you've ever read any of my status updates (only a few people
have) you know I usually write about the awful sports teams I follow, or the
cryptic messages about people who aren't Christian, but celebrate Christmas...
Ugh... But let me be serious for a little bit... Blocking or
"un-friending" someone because they're sharing their joy is crap.
It's not boasting, or bragging, or gloating or rubbing it in (believe me,
she'll save that for when she beats me in our fantasy football championship).
It's simply sharing our joy with you. Believe me, he's worth sharing. I hope
you share all of the joys life offers you... Ok, back to what I usually do...
For those of you who think Josh McCown is better for the Bears' future, either
short or long term, please really think about what you're considering...“
Isn’t he the best? He
has a way with words and I need to convince him to write a few blog posts.
The post didn’t seem particularly controversial, but it (along with my previous friendship posts) sparked
an incredibly mean, inappropriate post by my former friend – the father of the twins. In it, he called me whiny, bitchy, and self-centered
among other not nice things. He said
that I expect people to always agree with me and put my life ahead of their
own. Oh, he also accused me of talking
about one of our mutual friends on FB (I wasn’t). And best of all, instead of sending this
little gem in a message, he posted on my wall for all to see. Nice, huh?
I know.
Immature. And I need to forget
about it.
But it was harsh. There
were tears. No one has ever said such
mean things about me (that I know of).
And I started to wonder if any of what he said was true. I don’t think so, but what if other people
have similar thoughts about me?
It was also difficult because we have mutual friends and I
know they saw the post. Yet most of them
said nothing to me. I totally understand
that it’s awkward to be stuck in the middle of feuding friends, but no matter
what, the things he said were inappropriate, posting the message on my wall
where friends and family could see it was inappropriate, and I think they could
have said SOMETHING to me. ANYTHING. Like, “Hey, that wasn’t cool. I don’t think any of those things are true.”
I did get many comments and messages from sweet friends
asking if I was ok, ridiculing the poster, and telling me the post was rude and
untrue. They are true friends.
I guess, in a weird way, this is a blessing in
disguise. I know how this guy (jerk)
really feels about me and there’s no need to maintain a friendship (obviously). I also realize that our mutual “friends” aren’t
really friends. I already knew this I
suppose, but this is definitely confirmation.
It’s good to know the truth and in a way, I feel free. I won’t be putting in the effort only to have
it not be reciprocated. No more get
togethers or happy hours with this group.
I’ll focus on those who are there for me, which includes a handful of
friends and my fabulous family. And that’s
enough. They’re all I need.
OH! The following
day, the poster sent a lame apology saying something about my wall being the
wrong forum to share what was on his mind.
But NO apology for all the crap he said about me. What.An.Ass.
P.S. If you're wondering, I LOST in the fantasy football championship. Bummer. I'll get him next year!!
P.S. If you're wondering, I LOST in the fantasy football championship. Bummer. I'll get him next year!!
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