Thursday, January 31, 2013

All of the butt hurt is mine

I've experienced a level of hurt that I didn't know was possible. For the past 2 years, I have thought someone was my friend. I've gone out of my way to be there for her. It was one sob story after another and like a fool, I fell for it hook, line and sinker.

This woman has finangled anything and everything that she could out of me. I've helped her for two years in a row to provide Christmas for her children because she gave me sob stories about how her husband had spent all of their money and she couldn't. I've given her food out of my own cupboards, and even had another friend help out with providing her food.

But what gets me the most is that in September, we gave her a car. She was supposed to be buying it from us, but I kept hearing all about their financial woes, so my husband and I decided to be kind and give them the car.

In the past 2 days, I have found out that for well over a year, she has been going behind my back and smearing my name to others. She not only threw me under the bus but several others too. All this time, pretending to be a close friend and confidant.

Yesterday, she took all of her so called problems with me to my husband's command. She made me look like a complete asshole, while conveniently leaving out her part of it all.

I feel like such a jerk. It's come out that she's been trash talking me forever, and yet she had me so fooled, I gave her a car. That hurts. To know that I was used that much really hurts. It hurts in ways I didn't know a friend could hurt you.

She's lied about me, turned others who I could have been great friends with against me before they even got a chance to know me, etc. This is upsetting. It hurts to the very core to know that she hated me that much and yet never let on about it to me.

I feel betrayed in the worst way possible. And the crappy thing is, I can't do a damned thing about it except make a blog post about how butt hurt I am.