Fuck Today
RogueEagle91
Regular
Not typically one to piss n moan on here, but today seemed to warrant a hearty rant.
Let me give you some background.
My best friend has been dating a dude for the past 2 months or so. He's a sack of shit. Not "i'm a nice guy, and he's mean!" sack of shit. No car. No job. No house. Alcoholic. Drug addict. Treats her like shit when he's either too fucked up or too sober. I've talked with her time and again about how unhealthy the situation is. I've tried to convey that she has no responsibility over this guy. She's lost damn good friends to this. She's broke because she's attempting to support two people on a part time, minimum wage job.
I've lost count of the number of times I've watched this happen. Cycles of "He's sweet, he's shit, he apologized and we're good." Told myself I wouldn't get involved anymore. Seen enough beatings, pregnancies, arrests, and broken shells of people that could've been prevented. People apparently don't like listening to me.
Regardless, I had a compulsion to get involved. Unfortunately, today, I hit the end of the line. I went over to her house to chat with her. Tried telling her that it wouldn't get better, that she's being used, etc. It came down to giving her two options. 1) Call him, tell him to get his shit and be done with him. 2) I leave and don't talk to me until you get your head on straight.
I was told to leave.
So, that sucks in and of itself. This gal means the world to me, and she's been in this enough to in theory have learned something. Getting to the point that I have to abandon her in hopes that it's a moment of clarity sucks a big dick.
However, that wasn't the end.
Another friend came over. Was gonna teach her how to change out her brake pads. Well, the lug nuts were frozen, and her ebrake got stuck. When we decided to go get food, my mom was parked behind me. She offered her truck up to go. We took off headed across town for tacos.
Fate had other plans. Some fuckshit pulled in front of me in an intersection (i was going straight, he was going left) and I crashed into him. So, there was a 3 hour ordeal. I wasn't at fault, but it was still enough damage to have to get a tow.
I suppose the silver lining was it was 3 hours I wasn't very concerned about bailing on my best friend.
If you'll all now excuse me. I'm going to get drunk.
Cheers.
Let me give you some background.
My best friend has been dating a dude for the past 2 months or so. He's a sack of shit. Not "i'm a nice guy, and he's mean!" sack of shit. No car. No job. No house. Alcoholic. Drug addict. Treats her like shit when he's either too fucked up or too sober. I've talked with her time and again about how unhealthy the situation is. I've tried to convey that she has no responsibility over this guy. She's lost damn good friends to this. She's broke because she's attempting to support two people on a part time, minimum wage job.
I've lost count of the number of times I've watched this happen. Cycles of "He's sweet, he's shit, he apologized and we're good." Told myself I wouldn't get involved anymore. Seen enough beatings, pregnancies, arrests, and broken shells of people that could've been prevented. People apparently don't like listening to me.
Regardless, I had a compulsion to get involved. Unfortunately, today, I hit the end of the line. I went over to her house to chat with her. Tried telling her that it wouldn't get better, that she's being used, etc. It came down to giving her two options. 1) Call him, tell him to get his shit and be done with him. 2) I leave and don't talk to me until you get your head on straight.
I was told to leave.
So, that sucks in and of itself. This gal means the world to me, and she's been in this enough to in theory have learned something. Getting to the point that I have to abandon her in hopes that it's a moment of clarity sucks a big dick.
However, that wasn't the end.
Another friend came over. Was gonna teach her how to change out her brake pads. Well, the lug nuts were frozen, and her ebrake got stuck. When we decided to go get food, my mom was parked behind me. She offered her truck up to go. We took off headed across town for tacos.
Fate had other plans. Some fuckshit pulled in front of me in an intersection (i was going straight, he was going left) and I crashed into him. So, there was a 3 hour ordeal. I wasn't at fault, but it was still enough damage to have to get a tow.
I suppose the silver lining was it was 3 hours I wasn't very concerned about bailing on my best friend.
If you'll all now excuse me. I'm going to get drunk.
Cheers.
Comments
If you must, keep a minimal contact with them and don't depend on them. I am doing the same thing, even though they get the BF access, I have started blocking out things and slowly doing damage control. So, like I said again, don't bother with them.
I've dealt with it enough that I know how to do personal damage control. I'll get through it with a minimal effort just because it's who I've become. I've become largely unsympathetic towards these things, but this one managed to suck my ass in.
Doesn't change the fact that it makes for a shitty day, boys.
Thanks, by the way.
C/O
"And beer tastes better when you're pissed off"
You're a fool to have gotten involved. I've never heard of an instance where this type of intervention has worked.
Sorry to hear about your vehicle.
Guess it's time for a decent upgrade. Asus Transformer X7