Why I wrote this: My mom‘s ex-best friend turned out to be a real witch. And because I love my mommy and know that she is an amazing friend.
When I wrote this: After my mother received a childish text from her “best friend”.
Dear Immature Adult,
You are the one of the most juvenile people I have ever met. I feel like I have done so much in the name of friendship: I missed school to go to your wedding, I stayed up with you the night before your wedding and convinced you to walk down the aisle, I let you have my mom for a week (even though I really needed her here with me), and I even remembered your birthday.
When have you taken the time out of your life to remember anything that has to do with me? I had major surgery and where were you, not even a phone call to see if I was okay. But yet I still try and keep up a relationship with you to no avail. I contact you repeatedly and you do not respond in any way, shape or form; not to my texts, my Facebook messages, my wall posts, or my emails. What did I do? What did my mother do? I know what she did; she took time out of her life and mine to be there for you when you needed her. What is my crime? I am her daughter. I really needed you. You were like a big sister to me; I thought I could count on you and that you were my friend. But now I see that I was wrong and it is sad that you are not what I thought. I am sorry for your hurt because it must be so great for you, an adult to act this way to me. I hope that you and your husband are happy and have a nice life.
Why do you always treat me like dirt? I would really appreciate being included in your lunch plans once in a while. Like after school when you go out, maybe you should consider asking me to join. When I invite you to my house, you ALWAYS say that you have to study and then I find out that you lied and went out with other people. Why have I been at home so much, not just because of all my studying, but also because of you.
Honestly, did I make the right choice by making you my best friend? Obviously you are only my friend when it is convenient for you, but when I need comfort, you don’t even give me the time of day. When I told you that “I would do anything to make you happy” your response was “thanks”. What type of response is “thanks”? I’ll tell you what it is. It is you trying to get rid of me. Well guess what, I got your hints. I’M GONE. I’M DONE.
It is kind of a let down. This always tends to happen with my friends and me. I put in 100% of the effort because you put in none. You say that you feel like you are always the one putting all the effort in, but let me just tell you, YOU’RE NOT! I’m sick and tired being a stepping mat for you to walk all over. So I have decided that you need to work on being a better friend to me and then maybe I will forgive you. But for now, I am extremely pissed. You never cared about me and always treated me like shit.
Not only have you lost me as a friend, but also you have lost my trust and belief in you. I would like to let you know that I have realized that I cannot trust you. You promised not to tell other people what I told you, and you did. You promise to be a good friend, but you are not.
“Hi, how are you” “How is your day” “Of course, let them know” “go ahead honey, they are in their office” These are a few examples of what I would like to hear when I walk into an office and you are sitting behind your desk. But instead this is what I get from you- a glance and then the back of your head (which by the way, you’re going grey). Now I’m sure that there is something more interesting on your computer screen, but your job is not to stalk your ex on Facebook, but to help the person waiting at the front desk. When you finally decide to help me (after I cough, grunt and clear my throat obnoxiously to get your attention, for what seems like 5 hours), you turn and roll your eyes and then go “what do you need?” How do you think that makes me feel? Well it makes me feel like I am not worth your time and it really makes me not want to work with your boss. Honestly you are lucky to have a job, especially in this economy. When an ad goes out for a secretarial job, are the prerequisites to be: nasty and lazy? When I walk into the office I feel like I am in an unemployment office, talking to the monotone, an unhappy secretary. The worst is at private schools, you are rude and yell at the students and the parents. The parents are your employers! They pay for you to have a fricken job. I suggest you put a smile on your face (especially if you don’t want to look 80, but I think it is a bit too late for that one) and be polite.