There was already a gray cloud over my day, because I couldn't share the 25th anniversary of my birth, with my mom.
Dinner was nice, my kids, and dad, and sister and her family, and my aunt and uncle showed up... the restaurant made me stand up, they put a coffee filter on my head, and sang a military style birthday song.. after announcing to the entire restaurant that it was my birthday. But I still felt sad.
Then my neighbor/ friend.. I've mentioned her before (crackwhore, reformed).. anyways, sends me a text message asking if I was going to go out cuz she wants to celebrate with me. I had no plans, so I got all excited.. got all dressed up.. waited at my house 10.. 20.. 30 minutes for her to come home so we can go out. I get another text asking me to meet her there because she was cutting someones hair and wouldn't be long. I went to the bar, waited there 20, 30, 40.. 1 hr and 30 minutes for her to show up.. I called her and asked if she was coming, she said she'd be there in 10 minutes. I waited 30 minutes for her to show up, then walked out the front door, cried all the drive home. As I pulled into the driveway of the complex, I get a text message saying she's really sorry, her car wouldn't start, she had to have someone drive her home. I went in the house, slammed the door for her to get the point and sent her a text message saying I am really sorry that this is what our friendship has become.. but it's done. I'm tired of always being there for her, and her never being there for me. She asked me to let me, let her, make it up to me. I told her no.