I’ve been in such a good mood this weekend it seemed like. One on one time with my boyfriend because our married friends we lived with were gone for the weekend. I loved it.
They returned home today, and the guy got a phone call from the fire department because tomorrow they will be voting my boyfriend in. Which I’m happy for him. He’s excited to be trying something new with our friends. I’m however skipping out on it. It’s not my thing I don’t have time with my new job now, and then this fall I’ll be taking classes on Monday nights for work.
Well on the phone call he thought I had joined, but it wasn’t me. It was a girl who caused a lot of trouble with me and my boyfriend in the past. She wanted to join, and put her boys in it. I automatically got mad. For over a year all she did was pretty much bully me, and then tried to be my friend behind my back just so she could get closer to him. It wasn’t okay. This girl(and I’m sorry if I offend anyone by this) told me I was fucking retarded, and told us all that I’d kill myself over this guy.
I instantly bawled. Like how in the world can you tell me I’m going to do stuff like that when you don’t even know me? I just hate that girl.
Well today I found out she planned on joining to along with my boyfriend, and I flipped my lid I guess. Which I never said a word. I just told him it upset me and so on, and he said if she joined he wouldn’t do it. It wasn’t okay. It wasn’t okay at all. I’m not okay with her.
But here I am all torn up inside because the sound of her name sets me off inside. I can’t say anything though...oh well. Maybe one day I’ll get over what that girl said to and about me. Maybe I won’t. I take to much stuff personal I guess. 😔😔😔