I HAD this friend, Melissa. I thought she was a friend, I loved her like a little sister.
We met in church, she’s Nigerian, she worked where I did.
I dropped her home after a church service, I thought she was cool. I thought we should build a friendship.
Then….she moved from CP to living 5mins away from me!
Thought that was a GOLDEN Opportunity to build a friendship; a sisterhood
We talked about life, boys, clothes
We shared clothes
We went to church together
It seemed perfect. She thought I was perfect.
She was a LEECH,
she DRAINED ME,
I HATED when she called me,
I dodged her calls.
I delayed replying to her texts.
She was/is jealous of me because:
I have a mom that works a “good” job.
I’m an only child, so she thinks I’m spoiled
I drove a brand new fancy Toyota Camry
My family isn’t unstable and doesn’t move from place to place like hers
She thought I had it MADE in life
I gave her $225,
she NEVER paid me back.
She never as much gave me a dollar.
She never EVEN dreamt of paying me back.
She NEVER had the intention of paying me back.
She used me. I allowed her to. I wanted to make the friendship work.
Long story short:
she moved. I tried to make the friendship work ONE LAST time.
I couldn’t do it.
I let the friendship die.
She texted & called me yesterday requesting her jumpsuit.
I ignored her text, I missed her call
I don’t care for her. we aren’t friends. we never were.
She was always jealous of me….because I ONLY showed her the good highlights of my life.
I NEVER shared my life struggles…not that she would care or was willing to bear those burdens.
Somedays it still stings…somedays I remember it and get annoyed.
Her lack of character.
I want NOTHING to do with her.