“The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.” – Steve Maraboli
On that note…
Update on Operation Avoid Dumb-Dumb
I am frustrated.
I didn’t feel guilty on Tuesday, but now I kind of do? I think it’s because we work together and I’m friendly with a few people who work closely with him. I feel like I’m talking to everyone but him. I’m someone who has lifelong issues due to being excluded so I hate feeling like I’m doing that to someone.
He didn’t try to talk to me on the days after I aired him. He’s still looking at me, though. It’s all very passive aggressive. It could be that he’s in one of his moods, but… Don’t look at me at all. Problem solved!
Oddly enough, I can tell that he feels some kind of way – like he’s offended or upset somehow. I suppose I can understand why, even though he deserves it.
If someone is friendly one day and hostile the next, you’re going to be all like what have I done? Perhaps I’ve sent this mixed message, but the radio silence in between should have clued him in.
That being said – we are not friends. He was the one who labelled us as friends to begin with. I’ve never truly considered him a friend. I told him that our friendship was never genuine because it wasn’t.
So, I’m not sure why he’s angry that I don’t feel like having anymore meaningless interaction with him. I will save that energy for someone who deserves it.
Obviously, last time I caved first, but this time I’m not interested because I don’t want a repeat of last time!
The last few times I saw him we were in that pretending nothing happened phase. I was playfully hitting him, he was making his cheesy comments and when I was away from it all…
I just realised that there’s no scenario in which we can be friendly without my feelings getting hurt.
Maybe I’ll feel bad, but it’s better than feeling like I’m being mentally and emotionally manipulated by someone who just isn’t worth it.
You know, while I hate polluting my blog with this shit, there’s always little gems and nice reminders in these posts. That last line is what I need to copy and paste somewhere to read over.
Update on the update
So, you know how I was like Dumb-Dumb’s new piece was married before. Well. Her hubby also works with us, but he’s moved onto a new girl. They usually work different shifts, but apparently this week they’re all working together. Same time. Same place.
Yooooooooo. What in the soap opera telenovela hell is this? I found it all very hilarious. I was just cackling away at my station. The other couple are a hot fucking mess. Someone told me that they make out in the break room. I was in tears. What kind of foolishness is this, please?
Hubby – how about you get a new job? I’m dead @ him giving no fucks at all. New Piece is also smiling at them as well. I think she’s a bit loopy because it could not be me.
I’m sad to be linked to this sorry situation in any shape or form, LOL.
Anyway, so New Piece was around just before I was ready to go home. She must have walked past me and one colleague was like that’s the girl isn’t it? I confirmed it was her and apparently she’d been giving me some funny/dirty look. Oh, honey, no. LMAOOOOO.
I just told my colleague that New Piece needed to take that energy elsewhere. I always pay her dust because I have no issue with her. I didn’t even notice her looking at me because Dumb-Dumb was some ways ahead busy looking at me and I was wondering why.
I was talking to this creep at work who is always spilling things he shouldn’t. I keep telling him that I’m not one of his bros to no avail. Dude is a dog. Anyway, according to him, Dumb-Dumb doesn’t want to just cut me off because guys are gutless.
He forgot to add spineless, witless and trash.
I work with a bunch of fucking crazy people. Oh and some men are disgusting people who need therapy.
One day, I’m going to write a book series based on all of this, turn it into a hit TV series and hopefully have a nice, full bank account.
What a mess.