Let’s pretend that you have some friends. They have been your friends for most of your life. Then one day, your friends hurt your feelings. Now, I don’t know that they actually hurt my feelings on purpose, but they did. They left me out and made me feel unimportant. It made me cry and feel like shit.
So I tell my friends that they were shitty.
Now. They are ignoring me. No reply. No explanation. No apology. No “screw you, you suck.” Nothing.
I didn’t do anything. He invited me to something, then they left me to be by myself rather than including me. I mean, really. Don’t invite me to come if you don’t want me there! It was no big deal. I didn’t care if I went. I didn’t even know about it until I was invited. But they insisted it would be fun, that I should go, that they wanted me there.
Then they get there five minutes before us and don’t save a seat. This now leaves it so I would have to sit alone (well, Bob was there initially but had to leave early for work. After he had to leave, I would have been by myself. I didn’t want to sit in a bar at a concert all alone looking like an idiot while my “friends” sat behind me in a group having a grand ole time together).
Now I’m the bad guy and am being ignored. Again.
25 years down the drain.
I am not a weepy person, at all. So why can’t I stop crying over this? I think it’s because I don’t understand what I did wrong.
My heart is broken.