Dear friend of mine, no, I am not insulted that you married someone who was a minor only a year ago. No I don't mind that she looks just like your ex wife.
Your choices are your own and I have stopped feeling sorry for you when bad shit happens, especially when your family has a history of divorce after divorce
after divorce. I am however, pissed that you treat your friends like shit in her wake. You didn't invite several of our mutual friends because they
didn't take the time to come see you in the past two years you've been back from the military. You live in Buttfuck, Egypt, and these people not only
don't live near you, but have families. Not to mention one of these people have been raising two toddlers by herself while also working a full time job and
going to school. You can get off your ass to see THEM, like I do when I want to see my friends despite living an equal distance away from them. When I talk to
you on the phone, you abruptly cut off the convo when we aren't talking about things you want from me if someone else comes in the room or something along
those lines. In fact, the only time you interact with me is when you do want something. I think the only reason why I was invited to your wedding was so that I
could get measurements for a commission for you. Not to mention that my ex was at that wedding and you didn't invite anyone else I knew and I had to sit
there and talk to said ex when YOU KNEW I didn't want to after said ex STALKED ME and then blamed me for the resulting break up and told his mommy about
how much I broke his heart.
I think the kicker to why I might sever this friendship once and for all was when I told you I was starting kickboxing you told me, "Good! Physical activity is good for you!" Like I wouldn't know. I mean, it's not like I did competitive swimming, softball, cheerleading, was a majorette, and played soccer. It's not like my mom and her friends were freakin' body builders for years and dragged me along to "run stadiums" and jump hurdles. I almost ranted to you about how I just discovered through a series of doctor visits that through hypothyroid, I HAVE NO METABOLISM to the point that I could not lose weight even with dieting and exercise which I have put into routine nearly all my life, and especially severely the past three years, where I even had a personal trainer. But I knew you wouldn't give a flying fuck and would try to excuse yourself with something stupid like, "I'm a guy, I have no brain".
The fact that through this and how you said it implies because I am fat I must also be lazy makes me want to punch your teeth in. For someone who was supposed to be my best friend, I have really lost a lot of respect for you.
I think the kicker to why I might sever this friendship once and for all was when I told you I was starting kickboxing you told me, "Good! Physical activity is good for you!" Like I wouldn't know. I mean, it's not like I did competitive swimming, softball, cheerleading, was a majorette, and played soccer. It's not like my mom and her friends were freakin' body builders for years and dragged me along to "run stadiums" and jump hurdles. I almost ranted to you about how I just discovered through a series of doctor visits that through hypothyroid, I HAVE NO METABOLISM to the point that I could not lose weight even with dieting and exercise which I have put into routine nearly all my life, and especially severely the past three years, where I even had a personal trainer. But I knew you wouldn't give a flying fuck and would try to excuse yourself with something stupid like, "I'm a guy, I have no brain".
The fact that through this and how you said it implies because I am fat I must also be lazy makes me want to punch your teeth in. For someone who was supposed to be my best friend, I have really lost a lot of respect for you.
I love you!
