daringtobe's Diaryland Diary

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Another Friend Bites the Dust

I told someone about my mental condition. And they're the first person to truly reject me as a friend because of it. I didn't think it bothered me at first, but it does. I guess it is my fault in a way...because I told them way too much about it, and I know for a fact they are immature, but they were saying how hard they had worked on things and that there is no such thing as luck and I was chiming in saying yeah I believe in luck, Bad Luck, and preceded to tell them the whole shitty story behind my life and my breakdown. I haven't heard hide nor hair of them since. That makes me feel fuzzy wuzzy. I know that its their problem not mine...but it still hurts.

Oh well...its not like I haven't lost friends before. Right now I am trying to visualize Goldie Hawn sitting at my desk with me cheering me up with her words of wisdom.

Talk later.

12:31 p.m. - 2003-10-07

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