I have no other way to respond to things that have been said or done to me over the years except here, my own home made! A lot of people would write it off as bad friendships but I really think they deserve answers to their notes just the same. I'd say sorry it has to be public, but I'm not really sorry. Don't worry, I'll put the letter I'm responding to as well. If there isn't one, don't worry you'll see right through her as you read this and know it's true... plus witnesses. But I wouldn't put that on them.
Contentious content
1. Jealousy
2.Who did what to whom and WHERE would such an atrocity even happen?
Jan: This girl was my first new friend at my new school. She pulled a few silly little tricks. but not so it would make me shy away from other kids. Plus after all kids at my private school didn't play tricks on others like public school kids did. I got mostly questions on what it was like in private school, since we had a dress code, they seemed interested in our styles and sorts. I guess their way of getting to know, me without seemingly too nosy.
One girl did seem to want to make friends without a ton of questions. She didn't nose through my things to see what I had that she didn't. She seemed ok. We took our first field trip together and it worked out ok. Well, until our first trip to voc. school. That's when I got my first sniff of 10th grade thievery! She tapped my hand and there it was, the ring she'd been looking at while in the school's store. She didn't seem like too bad of a girl on just that alone, so I just didn't judge her on it. I guess I guess if she got caught it was on her not me. I just didn't say anything! It was quiet awhile because another incident happened, but I didn't really think much of it, maybe that's just how public HS kids rolled! I wasn't in on that train anyway. We remained friends until the school year ended. In fact until graduation. She was the "get all A's" until school was done, and what a fiasco it was! School, it didn't quite end right there. We got our first jobs but my parents weren't quite ready, another girl and I went and got our jobs at the same time. Good old telemarketers! I think my mother knew I wouldn't take that long. And she was right. I felt bad everytime an elderly person yelled at me because they had to come to the phone. My new friend said the same thing. Then my mother's new sunglasses came up missing. How Could I tell that Jan was the most likely of thieves? Rather than a crap load more on my shoulders, I just paid her for them. After all, didn't the average teen just have $20-$40 just laying around??? One dumb thing about kids, when they stole from others, they pointed the wrong ones out. Why didn't she just go to the most likely? Not Jan... she barely had a few bucks for Baskin Robins! She didn't walk my route home anyway. Not because of money, because she's a hoarder! I thought it kinda funny that she wanted to go to church with me, and we did, but she passed up on the collection plate. And how dare ask for help, she kept her money, never once asking for help or even to split the amount. Never did I pass on the collection plate. (maybe that's how they teach future shoppers huh? LOL) Sue was more like me, ready to shop, even if we didn't get anything back! lol Oh and if you want help emptying your pockets, just use the PayPal at the bottom of each page.
Connie:
Faith:
I can only tell what was told to me, nothing more, no story here is embellished. Let's start with....
Best friends and why you shouldn't have them.
For one thing is trust. Who can you really trust? I had what I believed 3 close friends I didn't think would ever do me wrong, but I was wrong. Not only did they do me wrong they did it for years, they were very sneaky about it, lied about it, and then tried to make me out to be the bad guy when I don't know exactly what it was I did wrong.
Let's start with the long term greedy one, Connie, she was a sneaky one, for over 30 years she collected information on me as if it would befit her someday. I learned later it was because she wanted a slice of pie (my inheritance my dad was to leave me) when she realized she wasn't getting anything she let go of her darkest demons she'd collected on me.. crazy as it may seem, she waited until minutes after my dad's funeral to reveal her secrets she'd been waiting to spill. What a gal huh?
That's just a short of all the horrendous things she did over the years of my"friend blindness." I'll get to it, be patient! I don't know why she sent it in a text, no easier way for her to spill her guts I guess. I'm talking DIRECTLY after the funeral, in the driveway, not later in private! And she began “I'll admit I'm a bit jealous of how many friends you have! I had no idea.” I din't (but should have) came back with a “that's because I don't run from friend to friend as quick as I can with any juicy gossip! That could possibly be one reason. When a friend tells me in confidence a secret, that stays like that.*77777
I wasn't aware how serious she was I guess. I'd just left my dad's funeral, so it's not like my mind was fully on her or her blatherings* (even though that's not an actual word, it is in here so just go with it) at the time either. But the jealousy began to pour out and more than enough as well. I wasn't asked not to say anything, so I guess you'll get in on this tidbit of jealousy. You're welcome! Lol!
O.K. Well, it wasn't just family jealousy being her problem, but how many friends I have as well. I'd invited all of them at the same time, to the same place and back to my parents directly afterwards as well. There was no reason for any one to feel left out or excluded.
I got my hugs and well wishes for those who couldn't stay. I thought it was more than awesome that as many showed up as possibly could. I wasn't very thrilled at the jealous one showed up just to leave her bad remarks, grab her purse and leave. I'd never in my life seen such horrible behavior at a funeral gathering in my entire life, let alone at my own father's. +
If you like that sort of grusome, take a look at Stephen King's movie Misery. The baby's funeral was the worst piece of grusome I'd ever seen in my life. It's a perfect description of how she would act out at a funeral, just to hurt as many people and put them in awe than any other scene I'd ever witnessed in my life. It gave me chills, imagine it happening in real life.
It was perfect that one of my friends drove for me to help keep my mind busy and not worry about other drivers. I really wish she'd never even shown up, the day would have turned out like any normal funeral would. Normal! She even believed that “I believed the lie she told me about why she was late.” Her alternator was broken. She said she got it fixed right over the hill as she pointed over it. Surprise, there was NO car shop over that hill, I'd lived there my whole life I knew what was there and what wasn't. Because it just wasn't there!!
Well, with my hair and clothing all awry, we headed inside. I just couldn't think about her antics anymore, for me the day was spent.
Just what kind of person would do that to another, especially on such a fragile day. I do have one small theory, she hated her father and considered him already dead... but MINE wasn't so why take it out on me. My dad was never nothing but polite to all of my friends. It didn't help that the funeral home was trying to give my father a watered down funeral, and only use the flag on the lead car.
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