When a friend is not a friend…

Someone I thought was a friend showed that she wasn’t…
I’m mourning the lost of a person I thought I had in my life…
I’m angry of that she managed to fool me into giving her all the benefits and privileges friends have.  For a while she got all my love, comfort, support, effort to make it work, because I thought she was someone else… and I appreciate my love, comfort, support and effort very highly. I think people should be happy and grateful  for getting it – just as I’m happy and grateful for all my friends, their love, comfort, support and effort… Friendship is a gift, a treasure, a sacred thing… and I have been wasting it on someone who doesn’t even like me…
I feel tricked, fooled, and I’m really angry with her right now. I wish I never hear of her, I wish I never see her ever again, I wish I don’t hear her name mentioned… I wish her computer will stay down for ever more, at least for as long as I am in the community where I met her. Just thinking of her makes my lip curl the way it always curl, when I’m disgusted by something…

Well… Shit happens. I will meet people who are not what they seem to be, and I will get disappointed and distained. And it will pass… that too will pass. *sigh*

 

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