What a shitty week

Let's run through my week, shall we?

On Tuesday, one of my lifelong friends (well, since Kindergarten) died of meningitis. She was probably the first person I can remember being spontaneously nice to me-first time I met her, she came up to me and straight up gave me one of those bigass boxes of crayons (in Kindergarten, those were a huge deal) because I didn't have any. That generosity was infectious (bad word choice there, I know) and admirable, especially in my neck of the woods. I wouldn't call her my best friend-we had our drifting aparts and all, but she was a good friend. We had a memorial on Tuesday, and again today. I'm honestly just numb. I'm not the crying type, but I feel like the wind's been knocked out of me.

Advertisement

Also, my best friend keeps mysteriously bailing on any plans my other friends have. I can't be certain, but I'd wager a bet that his girlfriend's behind it (there's usually a snapchat or Instagram post within 5 minutes of bailing of him with his girlfriend). She's very...clingy, to say the least. Either that or he hates me all of a sudden but can't say it to my face. Lovely.

Share This Story