Misconceptions
So I recently lost a friend. No, they didn’t die; we just had a big falling out. I was just tired of being their punching bag. A person can only take so much. A person can only be attacked on a personal level so much until they lash back. No, I didn’t do that. I told them I’ve had enough and I never want to talk to them again.
I’ve been thinking about what he said and I like to reflect on. It’s not much but…
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“or would you rather have me doo all of it for you?”
He believes that I don’t do anything myself, that I’m lazy, and ignorant and I can’t do shit. It’s the opposite. I prefer to do must things on my own or perhaps I prefer to figure out things on my own though when I can’t figure it out on my own, I go ask for help. There’s no wrong with that, is there?
In the past, he’s said I don’t like to learn about new things; that I have to be forced to learn. No, just no. I get curious about things all the time so I go and I look it up somewhere or…Talk to my friends about it. I like to learn new things especially ways in which I can improve my art.
As I said before, he has called me ignorant. Why? Only because I disagreed (and questions them a bit) with his views on drinking alcohol. Immature, huh?
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“maybe you should take a look at yourself before you blame others for your own personal shortcomings”
NO. Not even close. I don’t have anyone to blame for my problems but me. I never have. I may complain but never once have I placed any blame on my friends and family. I’ve had these issues for a long time now
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“you need someone to kick around”
That crossed the line for me right there. Who does he think I am? I don’t feel in pleasure in making other people feel like garbage. Sure, I have my moments when I can be utterly mean but who doesn’t? I know someone like that. We’re no longer friends either but..In his eyes she’s some wonderful, pure and kind person while I’m just a cold hearted, miserable bitch who uses others for her own personal gain.And then bitches to her friends when it blows up in her face….
Wait. Wait. I’m getting off-topic here.
The point is he couldn’t be more wrong about me. Oh well, we’re no longer friends. It just seems like to me, he’s pointing out his own faults and saying they’re mine but perhaps I’m wrong. No use in worrying about it anymore.
