drama
well my last entry worked out half way decent. I forgot that I had planned on picking up my wedding pictures at church on Sunday so I HAD to go. It wasn't too bad. Hopefully my mood will hold out, I'm in a surprisingly good mood.
psyco chick from HS found my myspace. It was only a matter of time until she found me she ALWAYS DOES. I stopped speaking to her in June or 2000, I was 18. She wished me a happy birthday the next year and I hung up on her lol. She's tracked me down at various Wendy's. But it's been years as Wendy's becomes more a part of the past. She was the one who broke me and psyco dude up. Should thank her right? She called him and basically said I was a slut with every guy's name she could think of so he went on the psycotic possessive stalkish rant for alittle over a year. He's no problem anymore though. Here is my only theory on why she could have done it, after me putting in countless hours in friendship.
Before that when I was 17 (she's a year older) she moved in with this 30 something year old. She's legally blind and she basically wanted to get out of her house without having to go through what the rest of do like getting a job, degree and whatnot. I was a good and patient friend, listening to her woes and trying to give advice while my life was moving along positively the way it has. The conversations kept getting more sexual and I tried to limit our converstaions as it was getting uncomfortable. I remember once the couple decided they needed to see if they were really the ones they wanted to be with the rest of their lives. So they came up with this brilliant plan.
They would each sleep with one of the others friends. That way they'd have more experiences and know. His first choice was Michelle, who declined. I stopped being available when she called cause I had a bad feeling she'd have the nerve to ask me and she did
EW!
I told her no way and HE got on the phone and proceeded to chew me out. I attempted to stand my ground but I hung up and he called back. That game didn't last long, as I lived at home and my dad is crazier than anybody I type about! All I did was mention he was going to get involved and they quit, I never even had to ask dad lol. It wasn't long after that she turned my on psyco on me full force. I know we chit chatted a few times inbetween then but it wasn't long after that.
Damn my life was stupid lol. As a child, I didn't like her at all because I thought she was milking her disability (pretty smart for a 8 year old!) She was in my scout troop and they MADE me be her friend and eventually I got really good at it. She called all the time because she never got the nerve up to overcome it and do anything else but sit on the phone and I always talked cause I'm nice and wonderful and modest. :) We did have a good time at prom, I have great memories of that. And that's about...it lol.
I'm torn between being a good person to others or to myself. I really feel better and I maybe dramatic in wondering if it would bother my mental health in the long run. I'm sure that nothing's really different in her life and I'd probably be the most positive, normal, productive person in it, so it would be like a good deed. But then again, I'm not scarficing my marriage. Yeah that sounds dramatic but I'm not going to be upset about my crappy past cause she's in some therapy program that requires her to make amends with people she was crappy to. Oh well, I'll get some outside comments and think about replying to her.
In other drama, found out another friend is expecting and unexpected baby. I'm working on feeling sorry for them. What do you expect playing with fire? And I'm still waiting on my "can my body physically have a baby" results which makes me a lot less sympathetic.
psyco chick from HS found my myspace. It was only a matter of time until she found me she ALWAYS DOES. I stopped speaking to her in June or 2000, I was 18. She wished me a happy birthday the next year and I hung up on her lol. She's tracked me down at various Wendy's. But it's been years as Wendy's becomes more a part of the past. She was the one who broke me and psyco dude up. Should thank her right? She called him and basically said I was a slut with every guy's name she could think of so he went on the psycotic possessive stalkish rant for alittle over a year. He's no problem anymore though. Here is my only theory on why she could have done it, after me putting in countless hours in friendship.
Before that when I was 17 (she's a year older) she moved in with this 30 something year old. She's legally blind and she basically wanted to get out of her house without having to go through what the rest of do like getting a job, degree and whatnot. I was a good and patient friend, listening to her woes and trying to give advice while my life was moving along positively the way it has. The conversations kept getting more sexual and I tried to limit our converstaions as it was getting uncomfortable. I remember once the couple decided they needed to see if they were really the ones they wanted to be with the rest of their lives. So they came up with this brilliant plan.
They would each sleep with one of the others friends. That way they'd have more experiences and know. His first choice was Michelle, who declined. I stopped being available when she called cause I had a bad feeling she'd have the nerve to ask me and she did
EW!
I told her no way and HE got on the phone and proceeded to chew me out. I attempted to stand my ground but I hung up and he called back. That game didn't last long, as I lived at home and my dad is crazier than anybody I type about! All I did was mention he was going to get involved and they quit, I never even had to ask dad lol. It wasn't long after that she turned my on psyco on me full force. I know we chit chatted a few times inbetween then but it wasn't long after that.
Damn my life was stupid lol. As a child, I didn't like her at all because I thought she was milking her disability (pretty smart for a 8 year old!) She was in my scout troop and they MADE me be her friend and eventually I got really good at it. She called all the time because she never got the nerve up to overcome it and do anything else but sit on the phone and I always talked cause I'm nice and wonderful and modest. :) We did have a good time at prom, I have great memories of that. And that's about...it lol.
I'm torn between being a good person to others or to myself. I really feel better and I maybe dramatic in wondering if it would bother my mental health in the long run. I'm sure that nothing's really different in her life and I'd probably be the most positive, normal, productive person in it, so it would be like a good deed. But then again, I'm not scarficing my marriage. Yeah that sounds dramatic but I'm not going to be upset about my crappy past cause she's in some therapy program that requires her to make amends with people she was crappy to. Oh well, I'll get some outside comments and think about replying to her.
In other drama, found out another friend is expecting and unexpected baby. I'm working on feeling sorry for them. What do you expect playing with fire? And I'm still waiting on my "can my body physically have a baby" results which makes me a lot less sympathetic.