What happened last night...

Was that one person didnt take a step back and think that something she said COULD offend me because we had known each other so long. When I outright said that I was hurt and was subsenquently defended by people who took offense FOR me both the original parties skipped over the the part where a simple 'I'm sorry if you took offense" would have done wonders, strapped on battle gear and went for teeth.

And as usual, I am the one still catching the manure. Funny how that happens.

In less than twenty four hours two people that I have known nearly all of my life have decided that their own wounds are more important than the ones they inflicted and have taken their friendship from me.

It hurts but what else can I conclude that if I can be nixxed so easily was i really ever that important to you? It really doesnt feel like i was right this moment. Right this moment i feel like i was always deadweight and this last conflict gave them both the very sharp knife they needed to cut me loose.

I will not concentrate on this today, i will enjoy my daughters birthday.

I doubt either is reading this but i never ever meant either of them any hurt, harm, or ill will. In the back of my mind we will still be friends although the bond feels somewhat weaker.

Travel your path I will travel mine own. If again shall we meet, may the reunion be sweet. If this wound will outlast all time as we know it, then thats how it must be. Wounds made by familiars will always be deeper than those by the faceless.

Single and Blogging is hurting but I will not stop being who I am.

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