Never fear, I am still alive and well. As I left you last time, I was in the ER. I haven't seen a specialist yet, because, well, I have no insurance, and I have to get spa-cial permission to see one. Hip Hip Hooray for the U.S. of A.
But alas, I am not going to talk about that today.
I am going to talk about friendship.
There are different kinds of friends.
Those that will be by your side, no matter what, through thick and thin.
Those that are fair weather friends. When times get bad, they are gone-zo.
Then there are those that "pretend" to be your friend, all the while just waiting for the exact moment that they will stab you in the back.
But even worse are those friends that will not stand up and be their own person.
"Gosh, if so and so finds out that I'm still your friend, he/she will treat me just the same as they are treating you".
I will be accused for defriending people on facebook, because of one person. It is true. I did. Only because I know how this person is. And the "followers" that will report back. Why? Because they are afraid that if they don't, they will fall over the side of the same boat. I was sucked into a world of make believe.
A true friend, does not say things to your face, and then turn around and tell everyone else how they really feel. "I can't believe that this person is with this person". "This person is a harlot". "This person is a drunk". Really? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror.
I am not perfect. I want true friends. I don't play in the high school years like a lot of people.
Yes, I have hidden the last 6 months. The real me got upset. I lost my mojo. I was afraid of the witch. Not anymore. My true friends know how I really am. My fake friends, go to the place of the one that will ruin your life.
Yes, I truly do have 3 sides.
1. The quiet, sweet side.
I will sit back, see how things are, and go from there.
2. The fun and crazy side.
My true friends have seen this side. We laugh and giggle and just enjoy being together.
3. The side you never want to see.
I promise you, if you were to see this side, you would not come out in very good shape. I have been know to have someone pulled out of a class, and read the riot act in front of said class. I, unlike you, will tell you once, and then forever never talk to you again. I will not ever talk about you behind your back. I won't waste my time with you. You are not worth it. You are a sorry excuse of a human being.
I'm searching for my mojo. I want to get back to being my weird self. Finding the funny in things around me.
All I can hope is, be your own person. Don't let one person tell you how you have to be, for fear that you will become the next victim. Because I promise you, IT WILL HAPPEN. When you least expect it.