Sorry it took a while to respond but I realized that I do not own you an explanation.
I stopped talking to you because you were driving me nuts. I could not stand you calling me every single day when I had so much crap going on in my life. Thank you for reminding me on why I do not let people know the intimate details of my life because they walk all over you and use you any way they can. I have cried enough over you. Oh, how dare you try to steal Andrea’s phone to try to call me. I guarantee that if you had succeeded one of us would have been crying. Guess what, it would not be me. I still can’t believe that you were calling sisters and asking them, “Why is Marianne not talking to me”. What the fuck is wrong with you? Who asks that seriously? But, since you are so desperate to know what has been going on in my life here it is:
In the past six months that I have not talked to you:
I have been going in and out of the hospital/doctors’ offices.
My doctor told me that I had to remove ALL the stress out of my life. Let’s face it over half of the time after I got done talking to you I would be so upset that I would start to threw up again. Remember the 72 hours that I helped plan your weekend. I never told you this but I had a large blood streak (and it was not my period) I asked my OBGYN and she said that if I was pregnant I would have had a miscarriage.
You did not understand any of my disorders. You thought that you could develop vertigo from taking antibiotics for bronchitis. Guess what you don’t get a disorder like this from medications. News flash I probably have had it all my life and I still don’t know how I developed it.
I did not want to hear about what NEW disorder you thought you had. Examples: ADHD, Vertigo, and Heart Attack
My vertigo is getting worse
I have been having problems with my medications
I had finals / papers/ homework
I did not know whether I would still be enrolled in school
Problems with money / financial aid
LAST BUT NOT LEAST MY FUCKING COUSIN TRIED TO KILL HERSELF.
Just for fun I have included a list of things that I was sick of hearing about:
Your Job. At least you have a job. I’m still unemployed. You chose to be a teacher either deal with it or change it. It is that simple.
Your Wedding. I just don’t care anymore. You are living in the marriage capital of the world just get married there.
Daniel. I still can’t get over the fact that he insulted me and my degree. I will remind you because you were given a percosette by Daniel (not a doctor) because you thought that you were having a heart attack. I told you that you need to seek professional help from a therapist. Daniel said “no you shouldn’t all therapist want to do is take your money they don’t want to help you”. You even told him that I wanted to be a therapist. He insulted my degree, the profession that I wanted to go into, and myself.
You being sad in Vegas. I’m sorry that you are away from Cleveland but you made that choose. People move away and you should be able to adapt to a new environment. Make new friends start to socialize with others. You have to make yourself happy.
I have used this phrase before. I will miss you as a friend, but not as a person.
