I am not a drama queen. I didn’t think I was. I hope I’m not. But this story has Drama Queen written all over it. Now that I don’t have any romantic drama in my life, it’s gotta come from elsewhere, right? You can’t live your life passionately with strong beliefs and not have any drama in life, right?
I can’t believe I’m middle-aged and not talking to a good friend of mine. I now have a ‘frenemy’ as the latest tabloids like to characterize falling-outs. With the exception of me and her, there is only one other person who knows. I’m too embarrassed to tell anyone. I don’t even want to tell my boyfriend. But I can’t get it out of my head. I’m so upset. Every time I think about it, my blood starts to boil.
Here’s what happened. Dean and I had a joint party a few weeks ago. During the party, my frenemy–I’ll call her Cancer–said out loud to another friend, “Is your wife not here because Cathy doesn’t like her?”
EXCUSE ME? There was a little bit of tension and nervous laughter, but everyone tried to move on with the conversation. Granted, there has been a bit of bad history with this friend and his wife, it is completely over now. All better. It’s water under the bridge. No need to bring bad things up in a public setting.
After the party, I emailed Cancer, “Hey, let’s not make a big deal of this as I know you weren’t trying to be mean, but please refrain from bringing negative things about my life up in public. What you said about my friend’s wife was really uncalled for. Please don’t do it again.”
That’s when the nastiness started. She shot off, “What is wrong with you? It wasn’t even a big deal. Why are you always throwing these things my way–like everything is always my fault. I am tired of your volatility. I can’t be friends with someone like you when you’re a loose cannon.”
Breathe, breathe. I tried to take the high road and after back-and-forth vehement emails, I said, “Look, again, I don’t want to make a big deal of this. I love you (I actually told that fucking bitch that I loved her.), but what you did was wrong and I was telling you so you can correct your behavior. This is not the first time this has happened and I wanted to give you a few examples. I wasn’t trying to attack you in my email. I just wanted you to be aware.”
This was the last email from her. “You don’t have any friends. No one ever wants to say anything to your face, you have such a bad temper. You need help. You need medication.”
WOW! I didn’t respond, but have been so hurt by those words. I feel angry and only want the worst for her. It made me even more upset to see her at a baby shower for a friend that I introduced her to. Then later on to find out she had contacted a friend of mine and said that they should start hanging out. It is making my blood boil.
Again, I’ve taken the high road so far, but am ready to explode…either through an email to her or by sharing to my friends the situation.