tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1394408270933275119.post7282573330343103671..comments2012-08-16T17:31:42.956-07:00Comments on hoppytoddle: She Used To Be My Girlhoppytoddlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01908238288294828258noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1394408270933275119.post-1984146153757791902009-04-14T17:24:00.000-07:002009-04-14T17:24:00.000-07:00Oh wow. These friendships ... it really is the be...Oh wow. These friendships ... it really is the betrayal that's the worst, isn't it? It's not about the money or any of that stuff you can count. It's about your trust being betrayed. And it's about those videos (we're kind of in a similar place with J in our life, you might recall)--when I think of my kid betrayed by proxy, steam shoots out my ears. And probably yours.Mimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10812707312289852258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1394408270933275119.post-81206356548161640262009-04-13T23:37:00.000-07:002009-04-13T23:37:00.000-07:00You know you are a good and kind person, right? TH...You know you are a good and kind person, right? THat you didn't do anything wrong.<br /><br />I befriended a student midwife while I was pregnant with William. She and her husband worked full time and only had one child. They were always broke and I helped out when I could.She was there for me when Will died and I loved her because of that. She wanted another baby and miraculously found the money for three cycles. I asked her to be Ivy and Noah's god mother, for goodness sake. She asked me, just after they were born for money. I had just received the baby bonus and she knew I had it. She said she would pay me back, so I gave it to her. It was alot of money.<br />She used it to move and she never paid the bill for the forth cycle.<br />She never spoke to me again and has never paid me back.<br />I was hurt for a really long time.<br />Then I blamed myself for being so gullible.<br />Now I try not to think about her too much because all the anger that simmers up is just not good for the soul.tiff(threeringcircus)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08420950909441334594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1394408270933275119.post-78474736598900572692009-04-13T12:18:00.000-07:002009-04-13T12:18:00.000-07:00Yes, you & Brad DID come over for the weird co...Yes, you & Brad DID come over for the weird cocktail party we had. Not weird because you were there, but weird because of who didn't come. It would have completely sucked if hadn't come, now that I think about it. Sorry for forgetting about that!<BR/><BR/>I had been thinking about this post for a while, due largely to things both of you had said, so I'm glad to know you both read it!hoppytoddlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01908238288294828258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1394408270933275119.post-23283856191711389572009-04-13T11:34:00.000-07:002009-04-13T11:34:00.000-07:00I think we definetly all experience this friendshi...I think we definetly all experience this friendship in some way. The one where you don't realise it at first but it has just become entirely one sided. At some point it hurts to make the effort and we learn from them. Our experiences shape who we are but you know that. I could totally do Buffy trivia with you though and I do seem to recall a fun visit to the apt in Michigan. Funny the things that trigger our memories....kingflinthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13686603423902257228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1394408270933275119.post-27399197831367322262009-04-12T16:20:00.000-07:002009-04-12T16:20:00.000-07:00I can't wait until we can talk about past friendsh...I can't wait until we can talk about past friendships exploding over beers, because I have a story that is similar. Not the same, but it ends the same way, with me wondering what to say about all the life I spent with this person, thinking we were important to each other. <BR/>I still haven't gotten over that friendship, and that is what makes me the most angry....because I want to be able to let it go!<BR/>Ugh. :) Live and learn, right?Coffeemommahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10613907502649297419noreply@blogger.com