A quick note about an old friend
M came wandering back into my life a few weeks ago…a month, I think, by now. He wrote me, I told him to eff off, he wrote again and after (not very much) prodding on his part, I decided to give it a go. He said he needed a friend and I always enjoyed his friendship. Well, until things turned all weird and immoral … and confusing. We exchanged several email and then I spent a night on my own remembering all the reasons I didn’t want him in my life anymore. I ended up angry, sad, confused and hurt. I wrote him to tell him so, not in cruel words and most certainly not to make him feel bad…i just didn’t want to pretend those things were not inside me. He is a vindictive, vicious soul and admits it if questioned; I think he believes he is owed because he’s suffered, somehow. He wrote that even if we had ever gotten together, he would have been overwhelmed by past grudges that he would use to leave me over anyway….How in the world he thinks he’s going to get anyone to stay in his life with words like that is beyond me. I guess that’s what his friendship was always like though. He was always dismissive and cold when it came to anything aside from his own needs and wants. I tried to explain at one point but he wrote back that he was “Strangely uninterested in what I need…” I actually laughed at that, out loud, and thought “ooh isn’t that just classic M?” which, in turn, made me think: Why in the world would I want someone like that in my life??? Answer: I don’t.
Now wasn’t that easy? (not in the least, but I’m glad it’s over, just the same).