Yesterday, through a series of time-suck-related events, I discovered that someone I was very, very close to at one point had "unfriended" me. Without getting too far into things, I'll say that it was indeed demoralizing. It was hurtful, cruel, personal, even a little heartbreaking. I sent new unfriend a message that consisted only of the word "Unfriended?". I received a longish reply a little while later that just ground the cigarette butt of the injury home. In my eye.
From this experience I've learned a few things:
- I have awesome friends who always have my back.
- Co-dependent friendships cannot survive a healthy party.
- I am fucking glad I didn't "unfriend" aforementioned dumb acquaintance. I think he's a douche, but he has feelings that aren't mine to throttle.
- Facebook might be a rotten place to spend a lot of time.
2 comments:
What kind of fuckhead would unfriend you? NOT cool. I will cut them. That said, I'm sorry and I feel like an ass for not keeping in touch like I mean to. I think about you a lot and hope things are going well.
Miss you,
Kris
Right back atcha babe. Knives away. xox
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