Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop
5.) I have no idea where the following message originated from, but it’s been floating around Facebook for the past week…who does it make you think about?
If you are looking for my usual sarcastic sense of humor and cute pictures of Ewoks….today is not your day. This week’s writing prompt has brought up something serious, a topic that hurts my heart just to think about, let alone to write about.
I have this friend…I think…I assume…hell I don’t know. She came into my life when I was very alone and when I needed someone. She was there for me and supported me through a year of turmoil and grief and depression. Then I gave back, because I was grateful for her friendship.
The problem is I have giving back and getting little ever since then. I try and try and try but she always has something better to do, some place more exciting to be.
I have texted to check on her when her FB clearly shows she is in turmoil and never received a response.
I have called, usually getting voicemail and no return call.
I have invited her to every function I have and there is always an excuse as to why she cannot attend. She even skipped my birthday reducing me to tears when she didn’t bother showing up. Several times she has left a function she actually showed up to claiming illness, only to post pictures with other friends out at a club later the same evening. (Darn that FB and it catching people in lies….)
And if I respond to anything on her FB it seems she answers every other commenter but skips addressing me, even of I ask a direct question.
It’s infuriating….maddening and very very hurtful.
Several times I have tried to cut ties in an effort to save myself the heartache of being rejected by her. I give in every time she needs me and I’m not sure when enough is enough.
She herself posts stuff like the picture above and statuses about fake friends constantly and I feel like this is my hint as a writing prompt.
Maybe I need to let it go….maybe I should grieve this friendship where I obviously care way more for her than she does for me. Maybe by doing this I will have the strength to ignore her the next time she needs me. I really don’t think I can do it anymore.
Every invitation she declines, text message she ignores, phone call she doesn’t make breaks my heart.
This post was inspired by Mama Kat’s Writers Workshop.
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