This is What Happened... in And So It Goes....

  • Jan. 10, 2021, 2:54 p.m.
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I never really gave any blow by blow details about my former friendship. She was the neighbor to the right of me. I always spoke to her when she was coming or going, despite the gossip and unfriendliness that other tenants demonstrated, pertaining to my former friend. When she first moved back in the building, a good friend of mine told me that she was a drug addict. That was enough for me. I saw a red flag. My other friend became friends with her. She would go to her apartment late at night, and stay to the wee hours of morning. Their friendship eventually went sour. That may have been the same period when my neighbor moved on to me. Last fall my ex-friend’s daughter beat her up in a very bad way. I took coffee over to Denise, and sat with her. She was bruised up. She could not even walk. After that, we became friends. I answered her call light when she was found on the floor, barely able to get up. During the friendship, she told me she had been robbed. I tried to help her out with cigars and gave her $10.00 She swore she would never again let the neighbor to the right side of me into her apt. ever again, due to her stealing. Well, she had her back to her apt. many times. A lot of her stories did not add up, but I did not question her. I dismissed the lies. One lie she told her daughter about me, the lie that caused the friendship to disintegrate was when she told her daughter that I said Melissa buzzed my intercom one night, at 6:30pm. I never said that. I told Denise that someone di, not naming any names. Her daughter accosted me in Denise’s apt. I left. After that, it was all downhill. There is no repairing this friendship, nohow, no way. Friendships need to be based on two things : (1) honesty and (2) similar interests. Boundaries should never be pushed. More later.
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tracker2020 January 10, 2021

I bet it hurt when you found out she betrayed you.

Anne Marie tracker2020 ⋅ January 10, 2021

Yes, to an extent. All along, her stories did not add up.

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