GhostedGirl
Bronze Member
I've never associated myself with my biological family. They were abusive, drunk, and drugged all the time. The main point of pride I has as a child was that I wasn't like them. I found familial relationships with my friends and created bonds with them I felt were completely unbreakable. Then a few years ago, after a break up with my boyfriend, something changed. To make a long story short, some of the closest friendship I ever had fell apart. I felt like I had entered the Twilight Zone! I saw sides of my closest friends I had never seen before and I was horrified.
The last straw came in late December of last year, and everything came to a head. And now in June, I find myself still thinking about what happened. I know now that incident had less to do with me and more to do with my ex's manipulation, as well as others. But the pain remains. The worst part about it: My husband is an amazing man. My remaining friendships are stronger than ever, and my life is truly blessed... and I can't stop thinking about people who shouldn't matter anymore! I replay the arguments over and over, trying to figure out where things went wrong. Sometimes I get so angry I have fits of rage over the scenarios playing out in my mind. I hate it, my life and the people in it deserve my full attention and energy, and I can't stop hating these people. I feel terribly guilty about it. :(
The last straw came in late December of last year, and everything came to a head. And now in June, I find myself still thinking about what happened. I know now that incident had less to do with me and more to do with my ex's manipulation, as well as others. But the pain remains. The worst part about it: My husband is an amazing man. My remaining friendships are stronger than ever, and my life is truly blessed... and I can't stop thinking about people who shouldn't matter anymore! I replay the arguments over and over, trying to figure out where things went wrong. Sometimes I get so angry I have fits of rage over the scenarios playing out in my mind. I hate it, my life and the people in it deserve my full attention and energy, and I can't stop hating these people. I feel terribly guilty about it. :(