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Mean Girls!

I've had a few emails asking where I've been.  As a rule, I don't blog when I'm miserable.  I don't like to write a bunch of woe is me posts that air my dirty laundry.
I'll summarize - my Christmas party was a disaster.  One of the party guests decided she didn't like me very much.  At the party, she said something (that wasn't true) that was apparently meant to make me look bad in front of my husband and other guests.  I decided there and then, I was done with her.  I didn't feel the need to say anything or cause a scene, but I knew I was done. She on the other hand, was not done and the following day, she caused a bit of a drama.  The end result is that there are very, very few people from my long awaited social circle who still want anything to do with me.  I won't give details or try to villainize anyone. It's just not my style.  There has apparently been enough of that already to cause so many people to turn against me without a word or even an ounce of consideration for my side of the story.
In all of my life when there has been a group of people where one of them turns on me, I've never been the one to come out on top.  It's just the way it's always gone for me.  Considering the struggle I've had to find a social circle in this country, I have taken this situation very much to heart and I have been really heart broken.
I keep hearing, 'If that's how they're treating you, they were never your friends in the first place .' I know that.  It's nothing I didn't already know deep down.  It's just that it's still no fun to go through.
The stress of the last month has caused a major flare up of my condition and I've finally come to realize I need to put it behind me before I end up really unwell.  I've looked for books on becoming less emotional or sensitive,  but sadly no-one has written one.  I guess I'll have to try figure it out on my own.
I can't believe I've gotten to this age and girls are still so mean!

Comments

andrea said…
I think mean girls are almost worse as adults - and it happens more than I ever thought it would. So sorry!
Erren said…
Thanks so much Andrea!

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