Just Wednesday Dude!

This week started off decent. I started to feel like something was brewing in the air Monday night. I was not planning on getting into an argument yesterday. I feel like I was pushed there. Everything around me was flipped upside down for a bit yesterday. I cannot let this whole ridiculous situation get me to the point that it interferes with my daily life because of how hard this plays with my emotions. Friends are in our lives for a specific reason. I believe that God places each person in our life there because we are meant to learn from each other and grow as friends and individuals. When the strength of a relationship is tested and fails, it is incredibly tragic. Sometimes we have no other choice than to leave and walk away. I don't want to go but I will because too much was said that cannot be taken back. We leaped across that "line in the sand" we know not to cross with each other.

This other person, and I have both invested so much time and emotions in our friendship. It is sad that something so insignificant can change everything. Maybe one day when time has passed we can be civil enough to each other to work through things, but the situation right now is too hostile on both parts for anything to be worked out. I have to step back and walk away from all this out of control drama. I cannot handle any more unnecessary drama from someone who is just genuinely unhappy and lacks self esteem. This is not the same person who I have always known. Somewhere between a sudden death and blown out rectum our friendship was tossed to the side a long ass time ago.

I have sat and listened to enough about why I should like her significant other. It is like she feels compelled to prove he is not a douche bag. I still stood next to her dispite what I thought inside because I am a loyal person. I have always wanted the best for her. I just lost the person I knew, and I had no idea how to approach the situation. Me losing control of my straight up rage yesterday was the most intense thing I have experienced in a very long time. I feel like I purged via text messages. It was inevitable that we would fight. I have never blown smoke up her ass in all the years we have been friends, and I am not going to start now. Now I have to live with myself after verbally assaulting one of my very good friends.

This morning I felt hung over from fighting full on mania. I am thankful I have more than one friend lol. My best friend will always be my husband. He is my strength. I have been very blessed to have found such an incredible person, and he actually loves me. He understands what I am dealing with right now, and he has been such an angel. Today I have kept myself busy. I am not going to allow her to have any power over me by sitting and dwelling on the situation. It is what it is. Only time will tell what is to become of the Thelma to my Louise. Hopefully we both learn something from this whole cluster fuck.

I have already learned I need to text my husband before I react to something that pisses me off LOL. I need to learn how to maintain my glide better. I am hoping that my friend learns I am a grown ass woman, and she needs to rethink barking because my bite back hurts.

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Life as Drea: Ugh Valentines O.o

Life as Drea: Ugh Valentines O.o: Do you feel the crazy in the air yet people? This time of year always brings out the inner insanity that most people do not share with othe...

Ugh Valentines O.o

Do you feel the crazy in the air yet people? This time of year always brings out the inner insanity that most people do not share with others. There it is with little restraint popping its evil little head out. During my teens, I dreaded this day. I thought it would change in my twenties. I still openly hated this day throughout my twenties! I proudly held a "girlfriends party" for my girls who were not married or dating, or I could be found with "my boys" protesting this day brought to you by Hallmark at a local bar. My boys were a mixture of every different type of dude there is alive, and I was definitely one of the boys. I almost always spent Valentines night getting faded instead of dating. When I met my husband, he was one of my boys. I was actively protesting this love holiday at his apartment when he walked in from work carrying a bag. I thought nothing of it. I said, "Hey dude!" and waved while my BGF nudged me with his elbow. Before I could react, my husband had a red bag with tissue paper inside of it handing it to me saying, "Happy Valentines Day" grinning at me. I was in complete shock and thrown off guard. My other two guy friends reacted as most stoned douche bags with hearts of gold would...a nice high pitched "ooooooo!!!!!" I started laughing as I felt all the blood in my body rush to my cheeks. I thanked him as I took the bag. It was a nice bottle of good high quality vodka. I remember hugging him and giving him a high five for the liquor. The man knew I loved to drink. I did begin to feel bad though because I had grabbed a few of valentine cards that kids use to pass out at school, and I had made one for him. I thought it would be cute. I was not expecting a gift from him though! My little Valentines Day card was so completely pathetic, but I handed it over to him. He grinned from ear to ear. I could tell he was more excited over my surprise and reaction to his gift that my little card just put the cherry on top for him. I knew we would always be the best of friends. All my other guys just offered to makeout with me....except for my boi's. I was even feeling especially down that year because I always counted on my Daddy buying me something on Valentines Day regardless if I was in a relationship or single but that year he went big for my mom. I was silently heartbroken that even my dad let me down that day. My husband made everything better with little effort. I am incredibly fortunate to have fallen in love with someone who was truly one of my best friends.

Valentines Day can be annoying and painful whether you are in a relationship or flying solo. Just make the most out of it. If you hate it, I say, have a "Fuck Valentines Day" party! Everyone must wear black in protest while you guzzle shots of your favorite liquor. Is your husband/boyfriend/girlfriend being a insensitive prick/poon, go out on your own. I would go shopping to buy me something and charge him/her. I am in no way saying this is what you should do!! I am just saying what I would do. When you are a teenager, do not worry about this day! It in no way affects your life ever! Despite what it might feel like on Valentines night when your friends are with their boyfriends/girlfriends and you are with your parents. Be happy that you are surrounded by people who love you!

I remember being told the whole "one day you will find a man that loves you despite yourself, and you will marry! You will have a little girl and a boy, and they will be just like you!". I sat spending hours of my life devoted to Disney movies and romance movies. When you are finally old enough to date, you realize very quickly that nothing is as it seems. The chances of your significant other bursting through the front door carrying a ton of red roses and a box from Tiffany's are slim. There will always be something wrong because nothing is ever as perfect as it is in the movies. Now I do like the occassional romantic book or movie. I am not souless. I just think they can be misleading and perpetuate unrealistic dreams.

For me, love was a bottle of vodka that opened the door for real emotions shared between two best friends over time. We grow together. We learn from each other. There are times when I want to choke him out, and he wants to body slam me. This is normal. Well for us it is normal. The good times outweigh the bad. Regardless of your current "status" love yourself and the family and friends that love you too. Now let's trash all these red hearts and be mine bullshit and break out some vodka to raise some hell!