Okay. I am still here, horrible day on Monday is now in the past and although there is still a bitter taste in my mouth and a slight feeling of unease I am getting back on track!
Two things happened, both of which have a lot of history attached to them, and one of which I’m really not sure if I should blog about. But first I will tell you a bit about my weekend which will be relevant in the end.
The last few weekends have been really busy and filled with drink fuelled nights out and in with friends. It has been really hectic and as you will know from my previous posts I have not been feeling quite myself so this weekend was definately time for a break. I had decided on the previous Sunday that I was going to give up alcohol for a month to see if that made me feel any happier. It also had the added bonus of meaning that I would not be in the same situations that I find myself in with my friends every weekend at the moment where there is some kind of drama which I seem to get involved in whether it has anything to do with me or not. I call this the politics. I was done with politics I decided so let’s give up the booze for a bit and just relax.
So I did. I had a great weekend, caught up on Lost, watched the last few episodes of Desperate Housewives that I had missed, went to the cinema and watched Wallace and Grommit, and The Corpse Bride, and watched Batman begins on DVD too. Nice weekend.
Monday am – Day starts off bad with torrential rain and the fact that I almost crashed my car into the one in front. Cue much squealing of brakes, skidding and general close misses. All was ok but I was shaken up when I got to work. I am nervous about writing about what happened in the morning because the person that it concerns knows about this blog. (I have no idea if they read it but I am sure that if they do they would not like read about what happened here). However I have to get it out of my system so I guess I will.
This friend (I’ll call him M)used to work with me elsewhere which is where Girlie Number 2 works at the moment. All of our old work mates went out on Friday night and M went with them. Anyway some things happened that night and Girlie number 2 told me about it the next day. The next thing I know M is calling me and texting me trying to find out what had happened (he was very drunk). When I told him what I had been told he started to get angry and deny it and say that G#2 was making it up and lying. So without going out or drinking a drop I again forund myself in the middle of the politics. All this happened on Saturday and I was under the impression that it was all resolved.
However Monday morning comes around and M walks over to me in work and accuses me of breaking his confidence and talking to G#2 about the situation (which I hadn’t done) emailing ensued and he accused me of some nasty stuff, said I wasn’t his friend if I believed her and so on. I was so angry – I just burst into tears. I have been his friend for three years, never said or done anything that could be taken as me not being a friend to him. I lost it and told him a few home truths.
In the end he apologised but the damage has been done. I have told him that I forgive him but I don’t think I will be able to trust him again for a long time. Which is so sad. And unfair as I didn’t even go out on Friday so how the hell did I get dragged into the middle of it?
Part of this post has been removed for a bit. I want it here and I will put it back at some point.