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I'm sick to death of people telling me I've forgotten about them because of Matt. I'm sick of people telling me they are tired of hearing about Matt. My thoughts? Build a bridge and get over it. Seriously.

Any person who has been in my life for any length of time knows what these last few years have been like for me. It's been no picnic. I won't say I was totally unhappy, but let's be real. My "friends" know. Or so I thought.

I've been through a lot in my life. OK, maybe an understatement but you get the point. For the first time in my life (that I can remember) I am at peace. Happy. Joyful. Content. That's not saying that I've never been happy but I define them as happy moments, not a long continuous of joy. Does that make sense? Matt & I don't fuss, we don't fight. We have communication. That is the most important aspect of our relationship. We talk about everything under the sun and over the moon. Not to get off subject....

But damn it, I deserve this and it pisses me off that my friends cannot be happy for me. And if they are, they sure as hell have a horrible way of showing it!! I cannot think of one single person I can talk to- with the except of Tonya (who happens to be my very best friend and will listen to anything I have to say) that will actually sit down and listen to me talk about how wonderful this man is! WHY NOT?! Are you mad? Jealous? So damn bitter you can't stand to hear of someone else's happiness? Really? I'm not bragging, I'M EXCITED!! I'm experiencing things with this man that I've never experienced before and I have NO ONE to share it with? Wtf?!

To those that read this...I'm sorry if it offends you but I'm offended too. Friends don't act like that. Not by my definition of friends anyway...

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  1. rjb4auMay 18, 2010 at 3:19 PM

    You can talk to me girl! I will listen :-)
    Rachel B.

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