Today, I woke up and like always I turned my phone on to see what my friends had been up to since I wake up at about 4 pm. Well Jack, you know the married guy who I lost a friend over? He text me that "we have to talk". Now I have heard these words probably about once a week since I was 12. I am sick and fucking tired of having to hear these words. So I text him back that I am sick of all this crap and for him to just lay it on me. What I got back was not expected.
"I'm really sorry to do this to you but the wife and I got into a fight last night and I told her about you. Not everything she thinks we had just been hanging out. But my heart caught up to my head and I am sorry to do this to you but we have decided to work things out and I want to be the best husband I can be. But I do want to be friends."
Because of him I lost a friend. I lost respect. And now around my little town I am the town whore. I gave up everything for him and he thinks this is OK. I text back "Got it."
And left it be. When I can calm down and get my head on straight I am going to tell him I can't be his friend. But I want to kill him. He has ruined everything for me, I lost pone of my dearest friends because of him. I had fought my whole life to be "one of the guys" and within minutes that label is ruined and changed to "town whore". It is my fault, I was with a married man. But dammit I hate him now, and myself. How dare he want to be my friend after all this!
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