I've lost one of my closest friends, today. The two of us are complete opposites. She likes the men. I'm not into men, at all. She likes Much Music and Top 40. I prefer anything recorded between 1964 and mid-1984. She's a total girly girl, and she has hair down past her butt. I'm so much of a tomboy, that some people mistake me for a man, which I take as a compliment. She wants to look like a supermodel. I'm happy with my appearance, though I could stand to lose 50 lbs and get down to 200 lbs. She likes to watch TV. I prefer to go in the Internet. She shows off her body, for example she wore her bathing suit to the mall, with an open sheer black blouse over top of it, unbuttoned. The most of my body that I feel comfortable to show off, are the bottom half of both my arms and my legs. If she's angry at anybody, she tells them to F*** off. I can't find any reason that I would want to swear at anybody for any reason. She jokes around about sex, and I don't see that topic at something to joke about.
Just recently, we were at superstore just two weeks ago, today with another friend of mine, getting groceries. She rammed into the back of my left leg, twice with her grocery cart and she almost ran me over, the second time. That leg is on the mend, as I'm typing this.
Just last Tuesday evening, she snapped at me, telling me to apologize to the young couple with the newborn baby, because of the banging noise that a gift for a family member of mine made on the table. I started feeling really crappy about myself and I had a meltdown, crying my eyes out. The next day, that woman called me and asked if the emotions were real, or if I was putting on an act. I was not putting on an act, when I was hiding my face, and than I had to throw my ice cream cone in the garbage, because I was too upset at myself to eat it.
She phoned me again on Friday and started asking me questions about that incident, again. I broke down on the phone and told her that it was a meltdown that I was having and not to mention it, again. She thought that I was having a temper tantrum. There's a big bleeping difference between a meltdown and a temper tantrum. She did come over and apologize, though. The two of us agreed that we should take a break.
She phoned my place twice, yesterday when I was gone at my parents trailer, and the first message was a fairly decent one. The second message was quite a bit colder, and she told me not to bother calling her, because she had a migrane and that she wasn't thinking straight.
I tried to phone her back, but when she picked up her phone, she didn't say anything and than she hung up on me
I've lost one of my friends and it's very hard for me to accept that, at this time.
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The Family Enigma