hysan

I made peace with her today.

It was the right time for it, and she admitted to being wrong in regards to the t-shirt she tried to withhold from me. She realized it was just like what an ex-bf did to her when he threatened to burn a book of hers if she didn't kiss his ass.

I told her...we can never be friends again, and I'll never trust her again, I feel too betrayed, too much of my trust was destroyed, but I wished her well, blah blah. I meant it. I hope she's happy and that she ends up married for 50 years.

I was just as much to blame for it. I didn't have the balls to end what was obviously a poisonous friendship, on both sides.

Time to move on. I have bigger fish to fry. And all that anger was dragging me down.

Why does this happen for me? I meet people and it's like FIRE and FIRE. Or FIRE and GASOLINE. Why is it always the extremes? People either love me to death or hate my guts.

Maybe that's why I'm always antsy around people where they haven't told me HOW they feel about me or we haven't known each other long....I'm just waiting for the inevitable KABOOM!

This is why I'm taking friendships slowly and not assuming anything.