I just performed my first defriending. Actually it was a couple. Which made it even more difficult and traumatic. As most of you know, I hate defriending. I hate it so much that I still have as a cyberfriend a person who died 2 years ago. His profile is still up and I don't have the heart to defriend him. I think it's rude and horrible. I'm not gonna lie--i felt ill while doing it and I even shed a tear. It's horrible when people you thought were friends turn out to be quite the opposite. The deciding factor was my birthday. You are not any sort of 'friend' when you can't even pretend to be happy that I was born. You don't say happy birthday to congratulate people on aging another year. You wish them a happy birthday because you're happy they were put on the planet however many years ago. When people you barely know in other states and countries say happy birthday and your 'friend' doesn't, it's time to move on.
So, I did it. I pushed those buttons. If you don't respect me, we're not friends. That makes me sad but the truth does hurt most of the time. And I'm glad to know people who ARE happy I was born and glad to have friends who will back me up no matter what and how long it takes me to get a backbone :-)
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