tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post25604892204906313..comments2023-10-24T02:34:37.077-07:00Comments on Because I must blog: On Old Flames and Fiery FriendshipsStaceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01504441297464745715noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-61504869064096563622008-01-21T13:22:00.000-08:002008-01-21T13:22:00.000-08:00Wow...but then I can relate to you...and I used to...Wow...but then I can relate to you...and I used to bang my head asking what did I do or failed to do...but now...not anymore. Heck! I just ranted about this some days ago...and I said there, we teach others how to treat ourselves! <BR/><BR/>I have a friend worst than Regina or Tiffany...but I swear, they're not gonna affect me ever...<BR/><BR/>/sigh<BR/><BR/>I can go on...but then I just ranted with my 15 things about 15 people...lolSai Hijara - Ferrarishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05520502217532479038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-21126552858802973952008-01-20T05:54:00.000-08:002008-01-20T05:54:00.000-08:00Wow! As for your last one, it's not like you inte...Wow! As for your last one, it's not like you intentionally set out to be friends with Lisa because she was Regina's mistress. I can understand her not wanting to be at events you host if Lisa is there, but not talking to you seems a little extreme. I'll have to think about my own stories. Your post had me captivated.Alex Elliothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08567976812466320977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-39243558234839708902008-01-19T12:58:00.000-08:002008-01-19T12:58:00.000-08:00OH yes. You're describing the horrifying 'frenemi...OH yes. You're describing the horrifying 'frenemie'. They say they're your friend. But usually they use you for what they need and then either disappear or turn on you. It's not enjoyable. I too feel like I'm a good friend...these kind of people still catch me by surprise. My radar sucks. You're not alone, sugar.Ann(ie)https://www.blogger.com/profile/00671535020245819924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-4800381840658159772008-01-19T12:23:00.000-08:002008-01-19T12:23:00.000-08:00I think every woman has those in their past, and s...I think every woman has those in their past, and sometimes in their present. Backstabbing has to be one of the most painful things we learn byAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-65420681716337055672008-01-19T09:16:00.000-08:002008-01-19T09:16:00.000-08:00After reading you post, I am glad I am not the onl...After reading you post, I am glad I am not the only one who has had friends like that. It is very disappointing when we are such good friends to people and then they are not in return!jenniedubhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12479627003091089010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-82595432538126514422008-01-18T17:52:00.000-08:002008-01-18T17:52:00.000-08:00What crazy stories you have! I did have a friend t...What crazy stories you have! <BR/><BR/>I did have a friend that I sold a dresser to when I was moving four states away. "Friend" had plans to pick up the (paid for) dresser from my roommate since I was leaving the next day. <BR/><BR/>My roommate and I didn't hear from the "friend" for 6 years, in which my roomies mother took the dresser for her own. (It was her home we were renting) <BR/><BR/>I moved back to town and roomies mom called me, "You want your old dresser back? I'm taking it to the Goodwill if you don't.."friend" did not pick it up 6 years ago and wouldn't call me back."<BR/><BR/>SOOO, I wanted it back. I picked it up. Weeks later my sister noticed my old dresser and later called up "friend". My sister told "Friend" I had the dresser. "Friend" immediately told my sister to get it from me and deliver it to "friends" house. Riiiight. My sister said to call me at ###-####. <BR/><BR/>"Friend" refused and still has not called me. 14 years later. I still don't know why she was angry at me and wouldn't call me.<BR/><BR/>and yes, I still have the vintage dresser. <BR/><BR/>SOOO retarded.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10686252445732624786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-36232492107170839102008-01-18T09:51:00.000-08:002008-01-18T09:51:00.000-08:00I had a roommate who stole a bunch of my favorite ...I had a roommate who stole a bunch of my favorite clothes and moved out when I was out of town for the weekend. All of this and she stiffed me on the rent. <BR/><BR/>Even now, 14 years later- If I run into her she's getting an earful.Whiskeymariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16680444919622976790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-48906247299604654872008-01-18T03:11:00.000-08:002008-01-18T03:11:00.000-08:00Deleted my comment. Will email.Deleted my comment. Will email.Butrfly Gardenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10284837155321500602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-71139731443115525672008-01-17T20:08:00.000-08:002008-01-17T20:08:00.000-08:00A "friend" of mine learned she was having fertilit...A "friend" of mine learned she was having fertility issues similar to mine. I had just had surgery, but I did everything I could to support her by sending her books, information via email, etc.<BR/><BR/>I learned that I was pregnant (after 3 surgeries and 3 years of hell), but due to her vacations and schedule I was not able to tell her until I was about five or so months along. She sent me a one sentence perfunctory "congratulatory" email and I never heard a thing from her--until about two months later. I saw her name in and I just KNEW that she had finally gotten preggo too. And it was true. She had emailed me to tell me all the "good news" and was suddenly COMPLETELY interested in how I was, doing, feeling, etc.<BR/><BR/>My feelings were so hurt. She was only happy for me because her own luck had changed. I wrote her a long letter telling her that I did not want to make a huge deal out of this, but I needed to let her know how I felt. I even had my DH read it so that it was not confrontational or accusatory. I just wanted to lay it out there for us to talk about. <BR/><BR/>She absolutely freaked her shit and literally ended the friendship right then. A few weeks later in the mail I received a package from her with the book I had so carefully purchased for her while I was in recovery. In it was a card that said my expectations were too high, and that I could not expect friends to be supportive the way I was asking. <BR/><BR/>I think the real issue was that I totally called her out on her behaviour. Rather than take the opportunity to talk about it, her reaction was to just shut me out. I know I am better off because of it, but when I think about it it still really stings. I have not stood up for myself very often, and this was the result.Not Afraid to Use Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11622378209801018927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-19889936730317960412008-01-17T13:30:00.000-08:002008-01-17T13:30:00.000-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Butrfly Gardenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10284837155321500602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-50014159993836889592008-01-17T06:58:00.000-08:002008-01-17T06:58:00.000-08:00Unbelievable. I've had some minor stuff, but noth...Unbelievable. I've had some minor stuff, but nothing even close to finding someone in my bed with a strange man. Shudder.Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14956997477396182396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-25970067704042839972008-01-17T06:55:00.000-08:002008-01-17T06:55:00.000-08:00I had a friend who borrowed my fiancee's truck and...I had a friend who borrowed my fiancee's truck and proceeded to scrape the hell out of the side of it getting it out of our garage. She blamed us for parking in such a small place and refused to pay for it (also saying she didn't "need this sh*t from us")!<BR/><BR/>Immediate end of friendship.Lolliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02434675448319103586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-22607565975205837912008-01-16T21:26:00.000-08:002008-01-16T21:26:00.000-08:00Does this count?: I had a friend, we'll call her A...Does this count?: I had a friend, we'll call her A, in H.S. and A called me up one night and told me my boyfriend J wanted to break up w/me. That he thought we were getting to close to fast and that we needed to take some time apart. I was torn beyond belief, well as much as you can when you're that age, and didn't even think to question her or why he would call her or how he had her number in the first place. I just accepted what she said as fact b/c she was supposed to be one of my closest friends. He didn't deny it the next day at school. Imagine my surprise when not even a week later, more like 4 days, they were an item. Needless to say that was the decline of my friendship w/both of them. We all became aquaintances after that. A went on to steal about 1 or 2 more bf's after that. It's been over 10yrs and I've forgiven them (due to age and the birth of my son) but sometimes I do think about it and it really does irk me. I think about how I didn't stand up for myself more in that situation and about other things but I guess hindsight's 20/20. Oh, I talk to A again now and then but it's obviously nothing like it could've been had she not stolen J from me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-44306618048297894162008-01-16T21:00:00.000-08:002008-01-16T21:00:00.000-08:00I had a roommate that stole money from another roo...I had a roommate that stole money from another roommate (my SIL)via her ATM card. The funny thing was that my SIL was the wealthiest of all of us and was always complaining how she always had to pay for things (so untrue). What she liked the most about the other roommate was that she always helped pay or offered to pay. Little did my SIL know that the other roommate was using my SIL's own money to pay her!Cherannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16573527110331764073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-34913028885959527652008-01-16T16:01:00.000-08:002008-01-16T16:01:00.000-08:00I had a friend whom I left work in the middle of t...I had a friend whom I left work in the middle of the day to move her from her abusive husband's house....I even sent her on and stayed to pack more up for her....just in case he came home (she is quite tiny and I figured I had a better chance of taking him...if need be...AND I hoped he would not want a piece of "BIG RED"!). This capped off two years of late night pickups and other crazy things I had to do for her because of his crazy ass! <BR/>THEN...she had the audacity to tell me,"She didn't need this kind of stress in her life" after I had a few meltdowns about Mr. Mayhem and parenthood! THE NERVE! <BR/><BR/>Oh...yeah....that feels GOOD!Queen of the Mayhemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10317309061471274358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-55113612929480311082008-01-16T15:47:00.000-08:002008-01-16T15:47:00.000-08:00Wow... sounds like a soap opera! My life is way to...Wow... sounds like a soap opera! My life is way too boring in comparison. I never lived on my own; a few friends have faded away, but mostly because we got on with our own lives and kids... yup. I am officially boring.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01797167028822330935noreply@blogger.com