(Please excuse the long post, I felt the whole story needed to be told and this is my first post here.)
I had a friend of six years that, well, it wasn't the perfect friendship, but we seemed so compatible anyway. We understood each other and had very similar views on the world and how it worked with only a few things differing. She was a little bit abusive, but I always kind of took it as a playful thing, you know, and she was bigger than I was.
I didn't notice until recently how many excuses I'd been making for her. Her family wass not one of nurturing, she was just another mouth to feed until she could start pulling her own eweight and her sister was obviously the favorite child. Her sister was often a bad influence on her, which it broke my heart to watch ass she slowly became her sister. When over at her apartment my friend's sister would let her drink and smoke pot with the rest of her friends, people who her own sister didn't trust half the time, I don't know how any one could let go of their good judgement around people who didn't have any good jugement from the begining anyway!
I always let my friend know where I stood though, and she was very respectful of that. I knew I couldn't convince her to stop being so stupid (not for my lack of trying, however) but we did come to an understandding that she would not do anything of the sort around me!
I like to think of myself as a very social person. I enjoy having people around me, all kinds of people, and I like to think I'm easy to get along with. My friend was the one who introduced me to AIM and all that stuff and we got to talking on there.
I hated it. Talking to her on AIM it... she somehow seemed dumb, like someone had dumped half of her brain out and we were quick to get into arguments. So we didn't talk for a while like that and ran up the phone bills instead.
Eventually though we both ended up doing our schooling online, which meant it was just easier to talk to each other that way, so we did, and things seemed to go well for a while.
Then we started argueing again. It seemed no matter what she was out to disagree with everything I said. Again though I made excuses for her and continued to talk to her in person which, thank God, was so much easier. Until her sister moved back in with her and her parents. Her parents had given her sisterthe bigger room to share with her boyfriend and my friend was stuck in her old tiny one. Then the fights started happening in real life. We would fight about EVERYTHING! it got to the point where I would make excuses not to see her.
But we become friendly again and I made the mistake of telling her one of my most hidden secrets. I don't want to say it here but it was something very personal and she didn't even react. I felt so terrible after that, that I hadn't gotten a single bit of comfort from her and that she'd even turned my problem around so she could pity herself!
Again though I gave her excuses.
ventually though it got to the point where I couldn't make excuses for our fights anymore. We're both way into art and I'll admit I have more talent than she does, but I've been nothing but supportive of her. (She is much better at working photos than I am though.) Our last fight happened a little over am onth ago over some advice I was giving her.
I was showing her a drawing of a common mistake most people make when drawing the human body, and she was very quick to tell me what a jerk I was for saying that that picture had anything wrong with it. She defeneded that picture like it was her pet cat and I was some knife weilding maniac, smashing "It's just the STYLE!"s over my head, which is a common defense for anyone who can't take a little critiqueing.
By that point she was swearing at me and I'd had enough, I started to hyperventilate because it was like all those other fights we'd had that I had kept quiet about come up and slapped me in the face. I was boardering on an anxiety attack over this and I told her EXACTLY how I felt about her being so rude to me (maybe a little meaner than I had intended but at that point I was tired of being hurt.)
When she'd had enough of me her sister suddenly became her best friend and came to her rescue, insulting me and being a huge, well, you know what, just for the sake of making me feel bad. Not guilty, no, she doesn't care about that, she just wanted to make me feel lower than mud, telling me how bad my own art was and how I shouldn't critisize until I could paint a Davinici (all this coming from a person who couldn't trace a stick figure.)
I'm a very sensitive person, so all of this got to me, but when Icalmed down and realized that we'd had probably the biggest fight of our friendship I quickly IMed her again, saying that the internet is not the place for us to talk, since it seemed to start our troubles, and that if she wanted to talk I would be waiting for the phone to ring. I quickly blocked her from contacting me on every sight we knew each other on.
Her sister couldn't resist IMing me on her acount then for another stab at me, buit I quickly blocked her too. Then I came to a realization. My friend has had a history that I didn't even realize of being my best friend one minute, then if we do fight, finding a new best friend to defend her from me.
She was a good friend when she wanted to be, and I'm still waiting to see if she'll call. But I'm not sure if she's healthy for me. She has very extreem views on some things that I find important (for instance she firmly beleives in beating children when they're bad. Not spanking, beating, thank goodness she doesn't have any yet.) And she's irresponsible with her health, along with having this obsession with saving her money up for a tattoo, instead of things she really needs, like a working computer for school, which my own brother would build for her for less than a tattoo would cost!
Am I being too picky, and should I apologize to her? Or is she as toxic as I think she is, and just give her a final good by. My emotions have been running rampant over this, and I don't think they can rest until I can finally fix this relationship, or end it for good.