What the Fuck is YOUR problem-Well Besides the Obvious?

I am so fucking pissed off right now that this may not be coherent so bear with me…

As you may have read in the Secret Crushes thread, Or my I Love My Friends But… thread- I’m very entranced by a Doper who shall go unnamed for now.

At first my friends were giving me grief about it since I had met a man online before,things didn’t work and I was briefly upset. So I explained to them that
a) I wasn’t expecting their approval.just their support.
b) This time it’s different. Me and this Doper have so much in common it’s scary. I can and do talk to him for hours.
c) He makes me happy. When I hear his voice on the phone I melt. He puts up with all my insecurities and my issues. A lesser man would have run away screaming by now.

So I thought things were resolved-until today.

I’m on the phone with my friend M and I mention I had talked to him before. She says " Jesus Christ. Like I care." So I ask her what’s her problem and she goes apeshit about how I’m a fucking moron,didn’t I learn my lesson the first time and if she hears his name one more time… I tried to explain things and she just kept screaming. So I said “You know what-maybe the fact he makes me happy eats at you because you’re not fucking happy. Maybe you enjoy wallowing in misery but I don’t. Maybe when me and him meet f2f and you see how he makes me feel you’ll wake up.” So she shot back with…

“If you meet him I’m NEVER going to speak to you again and neither are any of us”-meaning our mutual friends.That’s when I hung up.

Fuck you M. Fuck you with a chainsaw dipped in glue and fiberglass. First off,your threat about taking away my friends is as empty as your head. They have been ny friends for at least two fucking years and news flash-they support me and like to see me happy. You, on the other hand, have only been for a year.

I’m sorry you have such a miserable fucking marriage that the idea of seeing someone happy eats at you like acid. Maybe if you hadn’t trapped him by getting pregnant and then not allowing him to see his son until he married you, he wouldn’t spend all his time at home drunk and looking at porn-well when he’s not hitting on all, and I mean all, of your female friends. That party New Year’s when he passed out? He didn’t pass out,fuckwaffle,I hit him. I went to get my lighter and he pushed me down on your bed and started kissing me. So I reached down,yanked his balls as hard as I could and kneed him in the stomach.

I’ve supported you through all your bullshit,listened to your pot induced ramblings and even helped you clean that petri dish you call an apartment-the day I found dried shit on the floor on your son’s bedroom-his, the dog’s,who knows?-and I didn’t call family services…though I should have. And then called animal cruelty-if you’re going to own a dog fucking take care of it,douchebag. The dog shouldn’t have to forage through the trash for food.

Maybe when I meet him IRL the chemistry won’t be there. We’ve talked about that and we both doubt it. But for now he’s making he happy. If you can’t deal with that you can’t deal with me. You go your way and I’ll go mine. I’ll be giddy as a teenager and you’ll be the same slobby, miserable cunt you’ve always been-good thing the blinders came off my eyes.

In closing, fuck you. You’re a festering boil of a person. I’d rather get an enema of drano and ground glass then speak to you again.

Wow, are you sure about that??

Wow, friends like these, huh? Good luck with your guy.

Call Family Services. There’s no excuse for abusing or neglecting a child. Meet this wonderful Doper in person already, but don’t tell those particular friends, and do it in a public place with a set time limit. In fact, find all new friends. And watch that language!

[sub]But I like the chainsaw bit. Hee hee.[/sub]

Doesn’t sound like losing this friend is gonna be much of a loss (and you’re right about one thing - true friends are happy that you’re happy, and they do support you, even when they don’t completely agree with what you’re doing. Anybody who threatens you with a loss of friendship needs to be cut loose right quick.)
(Oh yeah, for what it’s worth, I met about 15 guys from the internet before I met Mr. Right - I considered it concentrated dated. Got a couple of year’s worth over in about 6 months.)

Not particularly surprising. Something I almost said in the “I love my friends but” MPSIMS thread about this but backed off of, but this is the Pit, so hell with it:

These friends, as described, are not friends. The longer you keep them, the stupider you’re being.

Sit. Breathe. Feel your respiration. Feel your pulse. Reflect that every time your heart beats, every time you draw breath, is one less out of a finite pool. The moment of it will never be regained.

Life is short and precious. Wasting it on morons is not only stupid, it’s irreplaceable. Stop.

How the hell did you manage to make friends with a harpy like her? Good riddance. And take heart, online meetings can work out. My mom met a guy and moved to Idaho to live with him, prompting me to move in with my girlfriend (fiancee these days). J and I met a third guy online independently of each other, and he introduced us at a gathering at his house. I guess it was a good sign when she saw my Soundgarden shirt and said she saw them.

Oh yeah, this is the Pit. Um, I fucking hope that fucking bitch fucking gets fucking eaten by fucking maggots. There.

Update:

Last night I spent online with some friends-the ones that weren’t going to speak to me anymore according to M.

Guess what bitch-your asking people to choose sides has backfired. See, other people can see how happy he makes me and would rather hang out w/ a happy person (me) than a miserable bitch (you).

Then we went back and forth about your husband and your apartment-all in agreement there as well.
Have to point out-at one time she (M) was fun to hang with. She wasn’t always like this. But like I said,she must have a thing about wanting everyone to be just as miserable as she is. She’s always badmouthing our SO’s so why did I think she’d be any different in my case? And at this point I’m not even dating the guy.

The ironic part is-I think if I had met this guy IRL there would have been none of the aggravation. Like I’ve said before-he’s smart,funny,cool as hell and a hottie to boot.

But the rest of my friends are behind me-thanks R for explaining how I glow when I’m talking to him. :slight_smile: As long as he treats me right-and does he ever-they back me up.

M…go to hell. Go straight to hell. Do not pass go,do not collect 200 dollars.

Oh, my. That was a very inspired rant, I gotta tell ya. The bit about the drano in the butt really put you into the 9’s.

Anyway, I know your issue is 90% resolved and this thread is probably on the way out since your update, but I just think it’d be a shame to not give you a um. A cyber pat on the back, or what have you. It’s a big pain in the ass when you realize that you’ve got one of THOSE friends. The friends that suddenly don’t take hapiness in your hapiness anymore, and instead are tormented by it.

You’ve always got to get away from the M’s of the world, and the longer you hold out the worse it gets.

But that’s not important anymore. What’s important is that I hope that you and the mystery doper meet real soon and have the wonderful story keeps going for you. Sounds like you’ve definitely come out ahead on this one, don’t you think?

  • Rog

First class rant! I give it a 9.5, the drano and ground class complemented the chainsaw so perfectly it made me weep!

:smiley:

— G. Raven

Congrats on cutting the miserable bitch lose.

As has been stated previously, life is too short too waste it on selfish people.

P.S. How about that TLC match on last week’s Smackdown!? Holy shit, there were some AMAZING spots!

Am I the only one who doesn’t want to know (or doesn’t already know…) who this mysterious doper is? Spill it, sister!

And as for your friend, I can relate. My “best friend” used to be tons of fun to be around, easy to talk to, and a life saver. Somewhere along the line she became judgemental, bitchy, and annoying. And then she just crossed the line. I slept with my closest male friend, and she went as far as to call me slutty, saying that he didn’t care about me, and that I was just a booty call for him. I didn’t care about myself. I was using him, and he was using me. I love this guy more than anything, and he’s possibly the best friend I’ve ever had. And he didn’t care about me? So I told her how I felt, and we haven’t talked since. And honestly, I don’t think I’m missing anything.

As long as you’re happy, don’t concern yourself with what other people think.It’s your life, not theirs.

Nope…not going to tell. I’m respecting his privacy. If he wants to say something I’m cool with it but until then he will be known only as Stinky Paws.

There are four other Dopers who know his identity. Two I trust will not tell a soul and as for the other two…

Remember those ‘interesting’ pictures of yourself you emailed me? I kept the files…don’t make me do a mass email to very other member of the SDMB.

And I will label them with your real names.

Amazing I attracted two men who thought it was cool to send me pictures of their cranks but that’s another rant alltogether.

Yeah, sorry about that. I needed an to know if it looked funny. But really, did you need to send me the e-mail back with the subject: “HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”?

  • Rog

[QUOTE]
*Originally posted by hardygrrl *
Remember those ‘interesting’ pictures of yourself you emailed me? I kept the files…don’t make me do a mass email to very other member of the SDMB.

And I will label them with your real names.

[QUOTE]

Er. Before these parties theoretically force said ultimatum on themselves, I’d like to “opt out” of that mass mailing. Thank you.

And if I am not opted out of the mailing list, I will continue to maliciously withhold brackets.

Very funny Rog-but I will respect their privacy as well-just wanted to make the fact that I’m holding a winning hand obvious since I told one to fuck off-abd me and Stinky Paws have to fight the urge to flame the bastard every time we see his name here. Me for personal reasons and SP because he hurt my feelings.

Side note-be good SP,don’t get yourself banned,m’kay?

As for the second,once he figured it out he stopped emailing me. And yes,we joke about him too.

Maybe ‘M’ is just having a really bad time in her life and vented at you. Haven’t you ever given a toungue lashing to an undeserving party because you were having a bad day?

I’m not saying it was right or anything. I mean, it does rate an apology, to be sure. But it might not make her a totally bad person.
Not yet, anyway…

A casual friend, couple drinks after work type, told me he was getting married to a woman that I thought cared more for her daughter’s material wealth than my friend.

Other examples:
They had a fight. His house not hers; they were living together. He went out the bathroom window with some clothes and called me to pick up for a place to stay. Remember, his house.
She spent as much at Easter as at Christmas for presents for her daughter.
He would often complain about the price of the daughter’s beauty pagant clothes and hairdos.

Anyway, I asked, “Did you propose or was it just assumed that you two would get married.” I knew the answer I just wanted him to realize it. I made my opinion of him getting married to this woman.

He married her anyway.

I never said anything again. Even when he complained about something in the relationship I did not give a ‘told you so.’


Your friends should do the same. A friend deserves a warning. Maybe more than one. But after that…

Update yet again and clarification.

My other friends,both IRL and online,do support me. They’ve given me the “just be careful” lecture but have not been a verbally abusive and/or threatening bitch like M.

Case in point…M emailed R-another friend of ours- to say what a bitch I’m being and how dare I tell her (M) she’s wrong.

R’s response…

M-You need to go the doctor and get that bug pulled outta your ass. Make sure to tell them they’ll need the long forceps,m’kay?