It's true, I'm rarely in a state I'd call anger. Annoyed, sure. Downright irritated sometimes. But it blows over soon enough and nothing comes of it. Right now, however, I'm pissed (hence the italics). And I think I'm only partially justified in being so. I don't know.
The reason for my anger is a bit of a long story that some of you know already. I'll try to sum it up quickly. Five years ago in my freshman year of college (wow, I'm old now) one of my best friends was a quiet little girl named Diana who shared three out of four of my classes and was picked by the teacher in one to lead a group project with me a week into the first semester. So I got to know her very well right away.
We were very good friends for a long time until she rather randomly decided that we weren't anymore. I must assume that it was random because I wasn't even there when it happened. All I know is that one day she stopped returning my phone calls and emails. I ran into her once or twice and she tried her best to avoid me, which hurt since I didn't know the reason.
I kept trying to get in touch with her since I had no idea what the hell was going on, and eventually she sent me an EXTREMELY rude response telling me to stay away from her, and that her previous silence was really a "message" that we weren't friends anymore. I asked why, and she told me it was because we don't have anything in common, which is a.) horse manure, b.) a rather terrible reason to treat someone like garbage. But anyway I did as she asked since I TRY to be a good person and don't force myself on people who don't want to be my friend, even if at one time we absolutely WERE.
That was three years ago. Today, I come home and I see, waiting for me in my email inbox, a facebook friend request from her.
Let me say that what happened between me and her I consider to be, without doubt, one of the low points of my life. I don't like the idea that someone, apparently, hates me, and for reasons that I have no idea how to explain. This was someone who I considered one of my best friends and she betrayed me for reasons that, if they exist at all, she never bothered to explain to me. Losing a friend hurt, especially since I didn't have many close friends at the time, as did not knowing the reason. And knowing that she apparently hated my guts all of a sudden, well that just about clinched the ordeal as something best put well behind me.
And I DID do that. I had no other choice BUT to do that. And now three years later, she wants to, what, get the chance to see my icon under her "friends" listing whenever she logs in? What the hell? I am seriously wondering what the HELL her motivation for this is. Part of me is just curious enough to actually accept her damn invitation to be "friends" again and find out, but another very large part hates the idea of reopening this particular wound for ANY reason.
When I lost her as a friend I was sad. Now I'm just seriously pissed off without a good target for my anger. I'll probably end up ignoring her invitation like I do all the rest of facebook, but I needed a chance to get this out. Man does this bug me.
The reason for my anger is a bit of a long story that some of you know already. I'll try to sum it up quickly. Five years ago in my freshman year of college (wow, I'm old now) one of my best friends was a quiet little girl named Diana who shared three out of four of my classes and was picked by the teacher in one to lead a group project with me a week into the first semester. So I got to know her very well right away.
We were very good friends for a long time until she rather randomly decided that we weren't anymore. I must assume that it was random because I wasn't even there when it happened. All I know is that one day she stopped returning my phone calls and emails. I ran into her once or twice and she tried her best to avoid me, which hurt since I didn't know the reason.
I kept trying to get in touch with her since I had no idea what the hell was going on, and eventually she sent me an EXTREMELY rude response telling me to stay away from her, and that her previous silence was really a "message" that we weren't friends anymore. I asked why, and she told me it was because we don't have anything in common, which is a.) horse manure, b.) a rather terrible reason to treat someone like garbage. But anyway I did as she asked since I TRY to be a good person and don't force myself on people who don't want to be my friend, even if at one time we absolutely WERE.
That was three years ago. Today, I come home and I see, waiting for me in my email inbox, a facebook friend request from her.
Let me say that what happened between me and her I consider to be, without doubt, one of the low points of my life. I don't like the idea that someone, apparently, hates me, and for reasons that I have no idea how to explain. This was someone who I considered one of my best friends and she betrayed me for reasons that, if they exist at all, she never bothered to explain to me. Losing a friend hurt, especially since I didn't have many close friends at the time, as did not knowing the reason. And knowing that she apparently hated my guts all of a sudden, well that just about clinched the ordeal as something best put well behind me.
And I DID do that. I had no other choice BUT to do that. And now three years later, she wants to, what, get the chance to see my icon under her "friends" listing whenever she logs in? What the hell? I am seriously wondering what the HELL her motivation for this is. Part of me is just curious enough to actually accept her damn invitation to be "friends" again and find out, but another very large part hates the idea of reopening this particular wound for ANY reason.
When I lost her as a friend I was sad. Now I'm just seriously pissed off without a good target for my anger. I'll probably end up ignoring her invitation like I do all the rest of facebook, but I needed a chance to get this out. Man does this bug me.