wolfgarden

Ugh. I always say "I don't want to help anymore" and then get sucked right back into helping. There's my addiction.

Whatever. It's apparently what I was put on this earth to do, so I'll just go on doing it. It doesn't affect me any. I just stand around and wait for my friends' lives to crash and burn so I can put my own brand of fire extinguisher to good use. It looks like another accident is on the horizon, too, considering what I just heard today.

I did not like feeling like "the other woman" in the room today with my friend and his girlfriend. I'm like...his super-confidant, and she's sort of a back-up. I think he tells us the same things, but he tells them to us differently. He's not afraid to be blunt with me because he knows I won't get offended and leave him. Although, I wouldn't want to be with someone I couldn't bluntly tell things without them getting offended and leaving me, but that's just me. He's a whole 'nother animal, folks. But really, when I was in the radio station's office today and she came in, he introduced us and she was standoffish to me, like she thought something was going on. I tried to be nice, but she kind of left in a huff. Not a big fan of huffy people. And he chased after her like a good puppy to glean her approval and affection, but she just kicked him in the face--again.

Figures.

He's so lost it isn't even funny. Emotional abuse=Not. Good. At. All. Get out, friend, get out now.

Can someone explain to me why people are stupid in relationships? Seriously? I have never let someone drag me around and abuse me the way I see my friend abused. Ever. I have never done something in a relationship that I didn't want to do (except the Star Wars movie marathon; that was the only time I caved, I swear), and I see people living miserably with their significant others in relationships that died years ago because the parties involved couldn't communicate.

Why is so much fear engraved into "love?"

In the words of Chad Vader: "This. Is. Bullshit."