MAC_Pixie04
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Do you ever feel like you have friends and then you have "friends?" By placing the word in quotes, I'm simply indicating that I have no other word for these people...these so called "friends."
Perhaps this is my PMS overreacting, so maybe a few of you can give me some insight, as none of you are involved at all.
My "friend" and I have been "best friends" since 10th grade, which is about 6 years now. So we've been pretty close, tell each other everything and help each other work through issues etc. This past year though my "friend" got herself into another trouble with a "friend" of hers. This "friend" got her hooked on cocaine, and they went partying and drank nearly every night they could. My "friend" kept this from me for months, fearing that I'd be judgemental. I had no idea what was going on. I just sensed she was hanging around some stuck up tramp who was bad news (and I was right.). When the parents of the stuck up coke-supplier found out what she was up to, they immediately shipped her off to Spain to live with relatives (I guess they don't have coke or alcohol in Spain?). So my friend was "devastated" that her friend would be leaving. She went into a spiraling depression (cocaine didn't help) and threatened to drive her car off of a beach cliff. Her parents immediately placed her into a rehab center, and that's when everything came out. I tried to be there for her, even though I was SO pissed at her for making such a stupid decision, but I stood by her, I didn't judge her and I tried to be the best possible friend I could, even though I couldn't empathize with her situation, as I've never been a drug addict or alcoholic.
So a few months go by and we all thought my "friend" was going to her outpatient program and behaving herself and staying out of trouble...well, not exactly. She had a major relapse and ended up back in rehab. Now this time I got really pissed, and any good friend would. But I kept that to myself and again, just kept being supportive and non judgemental (as I possibly could).
So now she's doing well, she goes to two rehab programs, one of which is through her church. So good for her. I'm proud that she's attempting to take the necessary steps to get herself back on track.
Flash forward to my current annoyance....
Some friends(this one included), my boyfriend and I have been planning to go to Disneyland next weekend for my 20th birthday. It'll be the first time in a really long time that we all can take some time off, hang out, have some good old fashion fun. The hotel room has been booked, the tickets have been paid for, and the details are constantly being worked over so that we're all on the same page. So early this morning while I'm in class I get a text message that says "My parents and my rehab counselor don't think it's a good idea for me to go to Disneyland because it's on a Saturday. They don't want me to miss a rehab meeting. I'm already going to miss two next month when I go to Las Vegas for my 21st...Sorry =("
I'm glad she's going to rehab and everything, and I would never ask an addict to skip a meeting, because God knows they need to go to every single one they can. But I think the whole schpeal about it being her parents and counselors idea is a load of bull. What parent would discourage their daughter to skip one session of rehab to go to Disneyland (Where she would not be able to get her hands on any drugs or alcohol whatsoever...) but then be perfectly okay with her skipping TWO to spend time in Sin City, where alcohol and drugs and temptation would be in abundance? I dunno about anyone else but that just does NOT make sense to me. Maybe it's because I've never been an addict, but if I had been, I'd certainly think Disneyland was a safer bet than Vegas. And I'm really bummed about it. I'm more hurt than anything, because I sacrificed a lot of time to be there for her when she was going through what she was going through. I tried my hardest to be a positive influence when there wasn't one to be found. I picked her drunken passed out ass up from parties so that her mother wouldn't choke her to death upon finding out what she'd been up to. And after all of that, I get ditched. And maybe it's a little selfish of me to want her to skip just one meeting and help me celebrate what should be a really happy day for me, but honestly, if you're gonna call someone a "best friend," at least TRY to act like it. There are other sessions during the week. What's wrong with going to rehab the friday before instead of a house party to make up for it?
I just feel like I give a lot to people and don't get shit back in return. And I'm conflicted, because yeah, I should be glad that she's gonna go to rehab and everything, but the whole excuse was just really lame. And I can't help but be a little pissed off about it.
Perhaps this is my PMS overreacting, so maybe a few of you can give me some insight, as none of you are involved at all.
My "friend" and I have been "best friends" since 10th grade, which is about 6 years now. So we've been pretty close, tell each other everything and help each other work through issues etc. This past year though my "friend" got herself into another trouble with a "friend" of hers. This "friend" got her hooked on cocaine, and they went partying and drank nearly every night they could. My "friend" kept this from me for months, fearing that I'd be judgemental. I had no idea what was going on. I just sensed she was hanging around some stuck up tramp who was bad news (and I was right.). When the parents of the stuck up coke-supplier found out what she was up to, they immediately shipped her off to Spain to live with relatives (I guess they don't have coke or alcohol in Spain?). So my friend was "devastated" that her friend would be leaving. She went into a spiraling depression (cocaine didn't help) and threatened to drive her car off of a beach cliff. Her parents immediately placed her into a rehab center, and that's when everything came out. I tried to be there for her, even though I was SO pissed at her for making such a stupid decision, but I stood by her, I didn't judge her and I tried to be the best possible friend I could, even though I couldn't empathize with her situation, as I've never been a drug addict or alcoholic.
So a few months go by and we all thought my "friend" was going to her outpatient program and behaving herself and staying out of trouble...well, not exactly. She had a major relapse and ended up back in rehab. Now this time I got really pissed, and any good friend would. But I kept that to myself and again, just kept being supportive and non judgemental (as I possibly could).
So now she's doing well, she goes to two rehab programs, one of which is through her church. So good for her. I'm proud that she's attempting to take the necessary steps to get herself back on track.
Flash forward to my current annoyance....
Some friends(this one included), my boyfriend and I have been planning to go to Disneyland next weekend for my 20th birthday. It'll be the first time in a really long time that we all can take some time off, hang out, have some good old fashion fun. The hotel room has been booked, the tickets have been paid for, and the details are constantly being worked over so that we're all on the same page. So early this morning while I'm in class I get a text message that says "My parents and my rehab counselor don't think it's a good idea for me to go to Disneyland because it's on a Saturday. They don't want me to miss a rehab meeting. I'm already going to miss two next month when I go to Las Vegas for my 21st...Sorry =("
I'm glad she's going to rehab and everything, and I would never ask an addict to skip a meeting, because God knows they need to go to every single one they can. But I think the whole schpeal about it being her parents and counselors idea is a load of bull. What parent would discourage their daughter to skip one session of rehab to go to Disneyland (Where she would not be able to get her hands on any drugs or alcohol whatsoever...) but then be perfectly okay with her skipping TWO to spend time in Sin City, where alcohol and drugs and temptation would be in abundance? I dunno about anyone else but that just does NOT make sense to me. Maybe it's because I've never been an addict, but if I had been, I'd certainly think Disneyland was a safer bet than Vegas. And I'm really bummed about it. I'm more hurt than anything, because I sacrificed a lot of time to be there for her when she was going through what she was going through. I tried my hardest to be a positive influence when there wasn't one to be found. I picked her drunken passed out ass up from parties so that her mother wouldn't choke her to death upon finding out what she'd been up to. And after all of that, I get ditched. And maybe it's a little selfish of me to want her to skip just one meeting and help me celebrate what should be a really happy day for me, but honestly, if you're gonna call someone a "best friend," at least TRY to act like it. There are other sessions during the week. What's wrong with going to rehab the friday before instead of a house party to make up for it?
I just feel like I give a lot to people and don't get shit back in return. And I'm conflicted, because yeah, I should be glad that she's gonna go to rehab and everything, but the whole excuse was just really lame. And I can't help but be a little pissed off about it.