My friends and family members are driving me crazy today. They seem to think that I am in some kind of trouble, and they want to teach me an “important life lesson”. It’s kind of backfired. Instead of being grateful that people care about me, I’ve resolved to never tell anyone anything again. No matter what. Not my mother, not my husband, not our friends, no one. Sure, that will probably seriously come back on me, and I may end up the victim of a serial killer, but at the moment, I really don’t care. I’d rather become and unsolved murder victim than to take more of the verbal abuse that I have been subjected to today.

I have reassured them that I knew what I was doing when I did it. I have reassured them that I thought this time of making a friend was different than the other times. It fell on deaf ears. I have been labeled “stupid” and “vulnerable” by people who are supposed to have my best interests in mind. I have been asked many times “how much was it this time?” by people who should not even have a say so in the entire ordeal.

Don’t get me wrong. I understand that many people are without caring people in their lives or people who really, truly care what happens to them, but I feel the people in my life have taken this into overkill, and I don’t like it one bit.