savior of the doubter

Well, today is a day that sort of puts me in the border between adolescence and adulthood.

I just found out my friend is cheating on me.

Going out with a new type or group of friends and ignoring my calls and e-mails

We were really good friends, we would girl talk all the time and we would tell each other everything.

Even things I didn’t really want to know.

Like when she had her first boyfriend, let’s call him “Lionel”. She told me everything she and Lionel did, like the kissing parts, the making out parts and how she felt when he did stuff to her.

I would go, “dude! Too much information! “ I didn’t want to know what turned her on. Ew!
But she would tell me that when I would have my first experience with a guy, she would listen to me like I listened to her.

Ha! Yeah that’ll happen.

In the year 2084

So we would just talk about guys and my errors and follies with them, and how I was and am a complete loser and she would talk about Lionel.

So I don’t know what happened, but I think she became an adult before any of us did when she got a job at this theatre. Now, she would just work constantly there with no breaks or she would give up going out to concerts or movies or events with me and the “group” just to work.

Then I hear nothing from her until months later telling me she’s broken up with “Lionel” and gone with a guy way beneath her named let’s say “Izzy”, and just being very negative even when I was sort of in a smitten state.

She was negative when “Izzy” was cyber cheating on her.

But dude, okay you feel pissed off but don’t try to take it out on anyone and if someone is sort of having a happy moment, try to enjoy their happiness and not say bad things about it.

I would. If I felt pissed off or whatever and my friend had just found some awesome guy in her life, I’d be happy for her and not try to wallow unless she wants me to talk about my gripes with a certain guy.

But then I discover via the web that she’s hanging out with her coworkers to dance clubs and to the Hollywood bowl and I try to email her wanting to know how she is doing and she doesn’t even bother to write back.

Is she becoming an adult faster than me and my friends? Is she doing adult things while I and my friends have seen the dark knight a combination of 12 times? Or gone to stake out the latest indie rockers?

I think our friendship is dead or slowly dying and I think the only one who can save it is her.

I doubt she is gonna save it.