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Most of my life I have been drawn to having guy friends. I just haven't had much luck with girls. Maybe it was girls I chose to be friends with or maybe it is just girls in general, but I could definitely tell a few stories. My guy friends didn't backstab me, they didn't talk about me behind my back, and most of the time I didn't have to worry about secrets. I have a general distrust for girls and sadly for good reason.
Last fall I abruptly made my friend move out. I did it rather quietly and swiftly. She wasn't paying to live with me. We had known each other about five years. She gave me a sob story about how her boyfriend who she moved away with had beaten her up and she had no money to move back to Lexington. What did I do? I bought her story hook, line, and sinker. Why did I believe her? I was trying to not be so cynical and I thought I was helping out a friend.
It wasn't long before I realized that was a mistake. I had begged her to come back to Lexington. I let her live in my guest bedroom, introduced her to my family, and even convinced my sister to do her hair. I put her on my gym membership, cooked dinner at night, and made her feel like family. I treated her like a sister, heck I even fixed her up with a few of my guy friends. I was raised to be kind to others and in turn they will show kindness to you. Clearly she and I were not cut from the same cloth.
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I slowly grew suspicious of her behaviors. She got out of control when she was drinking, and she didn't have any moral issues with random hookups. It took my husband returning home for a visit to realize how much I shouldn't trust her (if I only realized then, he was as much to blame). She tagged along everywhere with us, to dinner and out on the town. She had too much to drink on our night out which was nothing unusual for her. When we arrived back, she ran outside to cry and my husband said he would check on her. They were gone a few minutes when she ran back into the house and said she, "didn't deserve to be my friend." What could have happened that made her say that? I knew that very second something had happened, I wasn't sure what but I knew I would never get the truth.
When I picked up my husbands cell phone, I realized the two of them had been texting each other. My
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husband had been complaining about our lack of intimacy and confiding in her. I was livid. Who wouldn't be? I should have been smart and ditched him then. Why did he find it appropriate to chat with my friends about our relationship? Why did she think it was ever okay to befriend my husband? Why had they chosen to keep it a secret?
I will never fathom girls like her. I am grateful I am NOT a girl like her. It takes one psychologically scarred and immoral individual to do the things that she has done. The funniest thing about all this is I recently found out my soon to be ex-husband and she were still talking to each other. It has even been rumored that they have hung out. I guess they would make a perfect pair, they have the same "high" standards. Lucky for my ex, he doesn't have any friends I would desire to be seen in public with regardless of how much I would like to pay him back.
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Revenge is a dish best served cold, and most of the time you don't even have to seek it out.
Karma always gets you in the end..
Luckily I treat girl friends the same way I do men, you can't let one bad apple spoil the whole bunch. I have been lucky enough to have a few girls that have treated me with love, kindness, and respect. I am grateful for the outstanding women in my life. I also realized that true friendships are never really end, and the people who truly love you show up when you least expect it.
Happy Wisdom Wednesday,
XOXO
~Jess