TJ: Hi
Me: You probably don't want to talk to me right now. (This is me trying to avoid confrontation all together)
TJ: Why?
Me: Why? For fucks sake David!
Anything I have to say, probably won't be nice. (Again, trying to avert him from making me even more angry.)
TJ: To me?
Me: No, to the other person I'm text messaging at this number. (Yeah, I tend to be a smartass when I�m mad)
TJ: I�m sorry I was not home
Me: Honestly, I don't want to hear it. I've never really been mad at you, David. Today, I can honestly say I am. (Me being honest about my feelings, a good thing.)
TJ: You know my hours are not set in stone
Me: I know that. But you didn't tell me you were working. You told me that you'd be there shortly after 7 or so. I left your house at 9:05. A simple call saying you couldn't make it would have changed this whole conversation. (Again, honesty is key here.)
TJ: I�m sorry I really am you said it wasn�t that big of a deal
Me: Yeah, if we couldn't get together. But you told me we could, and then didn't show up.
That's what makes me mad. Not that I didn't get to talk to you, that I feel like you lied to me. (Need I say it again? I didn�t hide how I was feeling, for a change)
TJ: I�m sorry you�re mad but what can we do now?
Me: Not a god damn thing. Now that I've been as mean as I'm capable of, how's the rest of your day going? (Do you see how I�m trying to just put this behind us? Be adults? I�ve said my bit, he�s apologized, it�s done, right?)
(Wrong)
TJ: Do you care? (Oh no you didn�t!!!)
Me: Excuse me? I can't believe you just asked me that. (I�m getting angrier by the minute)
TJ: I�m sorry it�s ok
Me: Good. I'm glad. (Being sincere, again trying to put it behind us)
TJ: I think you�re mad at Mark and taking it out on me
Me: I've never taken anything out on you, first of all. And secondly, I'm ending this conversation before I say something to my best friend that I'll regret. Have a wonderful afternoon. (Getting angry again. Run while you can David.)
TJ: That�s how it seems
Me: Life's not always how it seems David. You, of all people, should know that. Take responsibility for your actions, don't blame other situations in my life for me being angry with something you did or did not do. (Don�t push me kiddo)
TJ: I do take responsibility for things I do and we know that
Me: When it comes to work, yes, you do. But I'm mad at YOU. I could careless at this point about Mark. I worry about him, but I'm not mad at him. Shit happens. Don't accuse me of being mad at someone, and taking it out on you. You know me better than that. (Right about this point, I stop caring if you�re even breathing. Don�t talk to me. You�ve pushed it a little too far.)
TJ: I�m sorry you�re mad
Me: No, obviously you aren't. You're just pushing me more and more. I tried to blow it all off by asking how your day was going, changing the subject, and you wouldn't let it go. (I�m pulling my hair out here people!)
TJ: I�m sorry you feel that way but I�m not pushing you anywhere
Me: I said 4 or 5 messages ago, that I was done with this conversation.
You've continued to persue it. I'm ending it -- now. (No, it didn�t end here, I just got tired of copy and pasting�.it is in fact, still going on now��yes, as in as we speak.)
TJ: You do what you have to do.
Me: David, let me ask you this. Are we dating? Who am are we to one another?
(Don't ask, just answer)
TJ: You're my friend. Who said we were dating? (Do you see why I have problems with this guy?)
ME: No one did (even though he did several weeks ago). That's why I'm asking. If we're not dating, why are we fighting like this? It's fucking rediculous.
TJ: I've been wondering. Me: Me too. Truce?
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The fight is on For the beginning of this saga, go back one, this thing won't let me link for some reason. This is the conversation I've been having with David all day today. Just thought I'd share. TJ: Hi Me: You probably don't want to talk to me right now. (This is me trying to avoid confrontation all together) TJ: Why? Me: Why? For fucks sake David! Anything I have to say, probably won't be nice. (Again, trying to avert him from making me even more angry.) TJ: To me? Me: No, to the other person I'm text messaging at this number. (Yeah, I tend to be a smartass when I�m mad) TJ: I�m sorry I was not home Me: Honestly, I don't want to hear it. I've never really been mad at you, David. Today, I can honestly say I am. (Me being honest about my feelings, a good thing.) TJ: You know my hours are not set in stone Me: I know that. But you didn't tell me you were working. You told me that you'd be there shortly after 7 or so. I left your house at 9:05. A simple call saying you couldn't make it would have changed this whole conversation. (Again, honesty is key here.) TJ: I�m sorry I really am you said it wasn�t that big of a deal Me: Yeah, if we couldn't get together. But you told me we could, and then didn't show up. That's what makes me mad. Not that I didn't get to talk to you, that I feel like you lied to me. (Need I say it again? I didn�t hide how I was feeling, for a change) TJ: I�m sorry you�re mad but what can we do now? Me: Not a god damn thing. Now that I've been as mean as I'm capable of, how's the rest of your day going? (Do you see how I�m trying to just put this behind us? Be adults? I�ve said my bit, he�s apologized, it�s done, right?) (Wrong) TJ: Do you care? (Oh no you didn�t!!!) Me: Excuse me? I can't believe you just asked me that. (I�m getting angrier by the minute) TJ: I�m sorry it�s ok Me: Good. I'm glad. (Being sincere, again trying to put it behind us) TJ: I think you�re mad at Mark and taking it out on me Me: I've never taken anything out on you, first of all. And secondly, I'm ending this conversation before I say something to my best friend that I'll regret. Have a wonderful afternoon. (Getting angry again. Run while you can David.) TJ: That�s how it seems Me: Life's not always how it seems David. You, of all people, should know that. Take responsibility for your actions, don't blame other situations in my life for me being angry with something you did or did not do. (Don�t push me kiddo) TJ: I do take responsibility for things I do and we know that Me: When it comes to work, yes, you do. But I'm mad at YOU. I could careless at this point about Mark. I worry about him, but I'm not mad at him. Shit happens. Don't accuse me of being mad at someone, and taking it out on you. You know me better than that. (Right about this point, I stop caring if you�re even breathing. Don�t talk to me. You�ve pushed it a little too far.) TJ: I�m sorry you�re mad Me: No, obviously you aren't. You're just pushing me more and more. I tried to blow it all off by asking how your day was going, changing the subject, and you wouldn't let it go. (I�m pulling my hair out here people!) TJ: I�m sorry you feel that way but I�m not pushing you anywhere Me: I said 4 or 5 messages ago, that I was done with this conversation. You've continued to persue it. I'm ending it -- now. (No, it didn�t end here, I just got tired of copy and pasting�.it is in fact, still going on now��yes, as in as we speak.) TJ: You do what you have to do. Me: David, let me ask you this. Are we dating? Who am are we to one another? (Don't ask, just answer) TJ: You're my friend. Who said we were dating? (Do you see why I have problems with this guy?) ME: No one did (even though he did several weeks ago). That's why I'm asking. If we're not dating, why are we fighting like this? It's fucking rediculous. TJ: I've been wondering. Me: Me too. Truce? *****And just to add to the fact that I'm right...
Brief - 2007-07-05
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